She must be in trouble; something must have happened.
She seemed to fly by him, so fast she went. He heard her panting.
He stepped from the shrubbery after she had passed. His only thought was to help her.
"Carolyn!" he called.
She stopped short.
He hastened up to her.
"Carolyn!" he said, again.
She drew back a step. "What! You?" she said, in a half whisper.
"Yes. What is the matter? Oh, do let me help you!"
She came nearer now, as if in time of trouble she would naturally draw near to him. Then she started back and began to fly on again. But she cried in answer, "Lee is dreadfully ill. I'm going to send Jack on the black horse to the village for a doctor."