"That will do" replied Helen "will you put my things together for me, I feel so faint."
"Yes dearie" replied Marshland. Now Helen dear you rest on the sofa and I'll bring you some tea" said Gladys. Helen flung herself down, quite worn out.
Gladys gave her a cup of strong tea and bathed her hot head with eau de cologne.
"I'll go and order the dog-cart, to drive us to the station" said Mr. Palsey.
"Yes be quick James, you must not be late" replied Gladys.
For in an hour's time all was ready. Helen, with a white shawl over her face was standing at the door while Mr. Palsey put the bags into the dog cart.
"Goodbye Helen dear" cried Gladys "keep up a good heart and James will take every care of you."
"Goodbye Gladys" said Helen "and thanks so much for sparing him to me."
"Goodbye Miss Helen my love" cried poor old Marshland wiping her eyes on her apron, "write as soon as you can and let me know how the master is."
"Yes of course I will" cried Helen, jumping into the dog cart, "goodbye all, goodbye and in an other minute the dog cart was out of sight, and Marshland returned to her work, and Gladys to the deserted drawing room.