"If I'm not off my head, ma'am, I'm quite comfortable, thank you," he
replied.
"I am glad to hear that," said Betty. "Don't be disturbed. Your mind is
quite clear."
"All I want," said G. Selden impartially, "is just to know where I'm at,
and how I blew in here. It would help me to rest better."
"You met with an accident," the "looker" explained, still smiling with
both lips and eyes. "Your bicycle chain broke and you were thrown and
hurt yourself. It happened in the avenue in the park. We found you and
brought you in. You are at Stornham Court, which belongs to Sir Nigel
Anstruthers. Lady Anstruthers is my sister. I am Miss Vanderpoel."
"Hully gee!" ejaculated G. Selden inevitably. "Hully GEE!" The splendour
of the moment was such that his brain whirled. As it was not yet in the
physical condition to whirl with any comfort, he found himself closing
his eyes weakly.
"That's right," Miss Vanderpoel said. "Keep them closed. I must not
talk to you until you are stronger. Lie still and try not to think.
The doctor says you are getting on very well. I will come and see you
again."
As the soft sweep of her dress reached the door he managed to open his
eyes.
"Thank you, Miss Vanderpoel," he said.
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