"
"Sprained your ankle? How very inconvenient! When did you do that?"
"This morning."
"How did it happen?"
Eustace hesitated.
"I was jumping."
"Jumping! But--oh!" Mrs. Hignett's sentence trailed off into a
suppressed shriek, as the door opened.
Immediately following on Eustace's accident, Jane Hubbard had
constituted herself his nurse. It was she who had bound up his injured
ankle in a manner which the doctor on his arrival had admitted himself
unable to improve upon. She had sat with him through the long
afternoon. And now, fearing lest a return of the pain might render him
sleepless, she had come to bring him a selection of books to see him
through the night.
Jane Hubbard was a girl who by nature and training was well adapted to
bear shocks. She accepted the advent of Mrs. Hignett without visible
astonishment, though inwardly she was wondering who the visitor might
be.
"Good evening," she said, placidly.
Mrs. Hignett, having rallied from her moment of weakness, glared at the
new arrival dumbly.
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