at last! Now there is medical aid at hand; you will be saved, dear Edmund!
The baron only moved his head a little impatiently.
The carriage drove up to the lovers. The castle doctor was in it, and one of the clerks belonging to the farming department; on the box beside the coachman, old Ferdiland. They stepped out silently, and the coachman drove on to the open space near the pond, to turn the carriage round. In the mean time the doctor made a ilight examination as to the extent of the baron’s injuries, and poured a few drops of some stimulant into his mouth. He then ordered the two men to raise the baron carefully and bring him to the carriage. The doctor got in first, and the men laid their severely injured master into his arms. Jenny and the clerk sat down opposite, and the carriage drove, as fast as the unevenness of the avenue permitted, to the castle. During the drive only a few words were exchanged between the doctor and Jenny.
The news of the accident spread like wildfire; in the village, in the farmyard, at the castle, everybody and everything was in a state of commotion; for Baron Mundy was a much greater favourite than his mother ever was or ever would be.
He was brought into his own room, where his bed had been already prepared; and the doctor with the other two men remained with him.
The coachman drove off at a gallop to the old farmyard for the head overseer, Rambousek, who was well known all over the country for his skill in setting broken bones. Another messenger had been already despatched on horseback for the old baroness.
Jenny went to her room, and sank helplessly into an armchair. She folded her hands in her lap, and kept
