THE REDEMPTION OF ANTHONY
tle present-in-between, where she had blossomed suddenly, like a morning-glory, grew all radiant with her.
Presently The Parson returned with the farmer and his wife, and very gently they lifted her and took her in, Drake following dully. The woman began to work over her, rubbing her hands and dashing water in her face.
"I telephoned Mrs. Crompton that we'd had a slight accident and would be home in an hour. She will have the doctor there."
Drake assented absently. All he cared about was the flutter of those eyelids, so long quiet.
"Let me tie up your head, Drake—it's a bad cut," said The Parson.
Drake pushed him aside and stood by the bed. Slowly, as if creeping back from the dead, Priscilla came to. Her eyes opened at last, and she sighed.
"Thank God!" said Drake; and it was a prayer to which The Parson said, "Amen."
"Mother!" breathed the girl.
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