was in excellent hands, and now that the doctor knew who he was, a
trained nurse had even been sent for from the city and arrived on
the train following our own, thus relieving Mrs. Mead of her
faithful care of him.

Garrick gave the nurse strict instructions to make exact notes of
anything that Warrington might say, and then requested the doctor
to take us to the scene of the tragedy. We were about to start,
when Garrick excused himself and hurried back into the house,
reappearing in a few minutes.

"I thought perhaps, after all, it would be best to let Miss
Winslow know of the accident, as long as it isn't likely to turn
out seriously in the end for Warrington," he explained, joining us
again in Dr. Mead's car which was waiting in front of the house.
"So I called up her aunt's at Tuxedo and when Miss Winslow
answered the telephone I broke the news to her as gently as I
could. Warrington need have no fear about that girl," he added.

The wrecked car, we found, had not yet been moved, nor had the
broken fence been repaired. It was, in fact, an accident worth
studying topographically. That part of the road itself near the
fence seemed to interest Garrick greatly. Two or three cars passed
while we waited and he noted how carefully each of them seemed to
avoid that side toward the broken fence, as though it were
haunted.

"I hope they've all done that," Garrick remarked, as he continued
to examine the road, which was a trifle damp under the high trees
that shaded it.