“Frances!” I cried. “Frances! Why—what—”
“Hush! You mustn't talk. You mustn't. You must be quiet and keep perfectly still. The doctor said so.”
“But what happened? How did I get here? What—?”
“Hush! There was an accident; you were hurt. We brought you here in a carriage. Don't you remember?”
What I remembered was provokingly little.
“I seem to remember something,” I said. “Something about a hospital. Someone was going to take me to a hospital and I wouldn't go. Hephzy—No, it couldn't have been Hephzy. Was it—was it you?”
“Yes. We were taking you to the hospital. We did take you there, but as they were taking you from the ambulance you—”
“Ambulance! Was I in an ambulance? What happened to me? What sort of an accident was it?”
“Please don't try to talk. You must not talk.”
“I won't if you tell me that. What happened?”