"I want to know if you're hurt
anywhere."
The little girl sat up and then stood up. "I feel all right," she said,
"only very giddy."
Kink uttered a sigh of relief. "Drink this cold water," he said. "That will
make you much better. And now tell us all about the accident, because we
shall have to let your people know."
"Well," said the little girl, "mother and I were driving to Ashton to see
Aunt May; and mother had just got out to leave the _British Workman_ at old
Mr. Dimmock's, when the ponies took fright and ran away. I held the reins
as long as I could, and when I saw your caravan in front I screamed to warn
you, and then there was a terrible crash, and I don't remember anything
else."
"And what will your poor mamma be doing?" said Kink.
"Oh, poor mother!" said the little girl. "She'll be so nervous! But she'll
be coming after us as fast as she can, because she saw them start off."
"Then I think," said Kink, "the best thing to do is for us to leave this
man here to mind the ponies and tell your mamma you're all right; and we'll
go on to Ashton as quick as we can, and send back some help. We'll take you
to your aunt's, missie, and the man will tell your mamma when she comes up
what we've done.
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