"You have saved my life!"
"Oh, that's all right," replied the young man, speaking with difficulty, for the suffering was great. "You can repay me by helping me home, or by getting assistance. I can't walk by myself."
"Give me your hand," said the girl quickly, quite cool and mistress of herself. "There! Can you get on to your feet?"
"On to one foot, anyhow," gasped Hench, smiling to reassure her, and managed to stand upright. "But my ankle is not so very bad. I don't think it is broken--only crushed."
"That's bad enough. Lean on me. Where do you live?"
"At Mrs. Bell's."
"That's not far away. Come. What a hero you are to save me. My name is Evans."
"Evans!" repeated Owain, and then knew that he had at last met his cousin.