"I am very sorry," said Paul, his voice showing that he was sincere.
"It is not a time for regret, since I have escaped a more serious peril. I feel that I am fortunate in comparison with some of these poor people. Never mind me, Paul; go and see whom you can help."
Paul did as he was directed, and rendered effectual assistance. I am sure my readers will not wish me to go into details, but prefer that I should confine myself to what has direct bearing upon Paul and his fortunes.
When Paul found time he came again to Mr. Bradford's side.
"Paul," he said, "have you heard whether a train has been sent for to carry us to the city?"
"Yes, Mr. Bradford. One will be here in half an hour."
"I am afraid of taking cold in my arm. Is there a house near by?"
The farmer already introduced overheard the question, and said:
"Yes, sir, my house is near at hand."
"My good friend," said the manufacturer, "can you arrange to keep me over night? I fear I may take cold here, and my arm is already feeling stiff. Of course I will see you compensated for your trouble."