The doctor was speaking aside to Donald and Solon.
Coming back, "We will have a litter ready in a few moments," he said, "and carry you over to Ion."
"By all means," said Mr. Dinsmore. "You accompany us, of course, Arthur?"
"Certainly, sir."
"How is she—the old negress? Was she much injured by the fall?" Captain Raymond asked.
No one could tell him, and he begged the doctor to attend to her while the litter was preparing.
Arthur went in search of her, and presently returned, saying she had escaped without any broken bones, though apparently a good deal shaken up and bruised.
CHAPTER IX.
"Man proposes, but God disposes."