Oh, it isn't so much Prince himself, though Will would feel very badly
if anything happened to him. It is---- "

Then Grace recalled that to mention the papers in the saddle bag might
not be wise, so she stopped.

"There now, don't worry, my dear," spoke the woman, soothingly. "Some
one will catch the horse,"

"Oh, he must be caught!" cried Grace. "You say the doctor was here to
see me?"

"Yes, we sent for one soon after a passing farmer carried you in here
when you fell and fainted. You were lying out in the rain--
insensible. We managed to get off your wet dress, and I just slipped
this dressing gown of mine on you."

"You were very kind. I can't seem to think very clearly," and poor
Grace put her hand to her head.

"Then don't try, my dear: You'll be all right in a little while. Just
rest. I'll see if the doctor can come to you now."

"Why is he here-- in the house-- is some one else ill?" asked Grace,
quickly.

"Yes, my dear. Poor little Dodo was knocked down by the horse, and we
fear is badly hurt."

"Dodo?" and the voice of Grace fairly rang at the name.