"Where is he now?"
"There still. John couldn't lug him by himself. Two or three of the boys have gone back with John, but they'll wait till the doctor gets there before they attempt to move him; it mightn't be safe to do it at once."
Gwen turned to Kenneth, her eyes full of tears. "Isn't it dreadful, dreadful?" she said. "Can't we do something?"
"I'm going right over with Ned and the rest," he told her. "I will come back and tell you what the doctor says. He may not be so badly hurt as it seems. A broken arm or leg may mean he must be laid up for awhile, but I hope there is nothing worse to fear."
Gwen scanned his face earnestly. "You believe there is nothing worse to fear?"
"We can't tell yet. Very likely there is not."
"You will come and tell me soon?"
"As soon as I possibly can."
"I'll wait here at Cap'n Ben's for you. Perhaps I can help Miss Phosie. She may need me when they bring him home. You will come with him, Kenneth. Give him my love and tell him I'm waiting here for him."
She watched the men go off, then entered the kitchen, which was empty. She went on through the sitting-room and entry. Up stairs she heard voices, and mounted the steps to find Miss Phosie and Miss Phenie in Mr. Williams' room. "What can I do?" asked the girl standing in the doorway.