"They are coming," said Bram, joyfully; "I see the lights. Yes, here comes Frank with the men from the mill. Now we shall be all right."
Frank came up with the three men from the saw-mill, and in the same minute, Stanley arrived with the two Tanner boys, fine, well-grown young men.
After some delay and a good deal of danger to herself and others, Marion was raised and set on firm land once more.
"How are you hurt?" asked Bram and Frank together.
"I don't think I am much hurt anyway; only scratched and twisted and tumbled about," said Marion, trying to laugh; but the laugh ended in a hysterical sob. And she dropped down on the ground, put her head on her hands, and fainted away.
"I'm afraid she is killed," said Bram.
"Oh no, I don't believe she is," said Stanley, cheerfully. "She is only overdone and frightened. Lay her down flat on the ground; she'll soon be better. How shall we carry her home?"
"We can bring a team up from the saw-mill directly," said James Tanner. "That will be the best way, I think."
The wagon was soon brought, and in another hour, Marion was at home and in her mother's bed, and Mr. Overbeck with his best horse on the way to Ivanhoe to bring the doctor.