All glanced about, and then, from the direction of Gabriel’s stall, came a faint moan.
Shirley ran forward ahead of the others, and in an instant had her friend’s head in her lap.
“Water quick!” she commanded.
Leonard hastened forward with a bucket of water.
“Is she hurt?” asked Mr. Ashton, excitedly, pushing the others away.
Shirley made a careful examination of her friend.
“No,” she replied. “I don’t see a mark. She must have fainted.”
Mabel moaned again, and a moment later opened her eyes. Seeing Shirley, she threw her arms around her friend’s neck and broke into tears again. The excitement had been too much for her.
A few minutes later, however, the flow of tears ceased and Mabel sat up.
“Tell us all about it,” said Shirley, stroking her chum’s hair.