"You are at home," answered her host, as he carried her into the house. "Do you feel better?" he asked, as he laid her on the couch.
"What has happened?" she asked, showing no sign of recognition.
"We don't know," said Mrs. Clayton, bending over her.
She moaned.
"Don't you remember the Indian who came to the schoolhouse?" questioned Mr. Clayton anxiously.
"Indian? Schoolhouse?" she repeated in a perplexed way. "Where am I?"
"Here with Mrs. Clayton," said her hostess.
"Mrs. Clayton? Who is she?" asked Esther, vacantly.
The group about her exchanged troubled glances.
John Harding was already on his way to the railway station to telegraph for Dr. Mishell.