Kenneth Hastings, now conscious, was lying on a bed in the Clayton home. John Clayton bent over him, staunching the blood the best he could. In the midst of this, they heard a sharp cry from Esther.
"What is it?" questioned Kenneth.
"Miss Bright!" exclaimed John Clayton, starting towards the room where the teacher and his wife were. Returning, he explained that Esther had apparently sprained her ankle, for it was badly swollen, and probably very painful, when Mrs. Clayton attempted to remove her shoe.
Kenneth made no response, but, for a while, lay with eyes closed. He started when John Clayton told him that, as yet, Esther had not recognized any of the family.
It was a long and anxious night for the ones who watched. In the morning, when Esther wakened, she called her companion by name.
"Carla," she said, "I dreamed something dreadful had happened."
As she spoke, she attempted to rise. A twinge of pain in her foot stopped her.
"What has happened?" she asked.
"You sprained your ankle yesterday," Carla explained.
"Yesterday?" she repeated, in a puzzled way, as if trying to think of something. "Strange, but I can't recall yesterday."