Her horse was almost equally slim and beautiful, and horse and rider had the suggestion of oneness which is the attribute of perfect riding.
There was no other human being in sight.
The girl was making straight for the hurdle. Evidently she and her horse were both in the habit of jumping for neither showed the least sign of nervousness.
Breathless with admiration and interest the two American girls and their companions watched.
The horse rose in the air, his head a little forward, the rider holding the bridle with just the right degree of freedom and firmness.
She was sitting perfectly still, her body in entire accord with the movement of her horse. No one beholding her would have dreamed of an accident. Yet when the horse had actually cleared the hurdle without difficulty and had reached the ground on the further side, the girl must have released her hold. In any event she fell forward over the horse's head, one of the front hoofs striking her.
First out of the car was Thea Thompson followed by Dr. Raymond, then Ruth and the other Red Cross physician.
The girl they found to be unconscious from a wound in her forehead.
"I don't see why we seem to be in the habit of rescuing people nearly every time I go out in a motor car," said Thea. "Certainly I never saw so pretty a girl as this one, I hope she is not seriously hurt."
Dr. Raymond wore his most professional air.