Funny that she could cry like that, I thought, watching her. I must give her something to make her stop—if Bill were here—
Bill! Bill!
I must have screamed. Sarah, her arms around me, was herself in a minute, had herself in hand.
"There, there," she said soothingly. "They'll be all right, I am sure. You're to be calm, Miss Mavis, and not take on so."
Calm! With the Far Country just within reach—and the fire sweeping across the cane-fields.
"Go to the kitchen, Sarah dear," I said very quietly, "and wait for news. Have Wing and Fong gone too?"
She nodded.
"I'll wait here," I said. "I had better get out the Doctor's kit and all the first-aid things. Someone may be burned—"
She sobbed at that, but turned and went to the kitchen.