“Who is it? Who is it?” demanded the voice.
Then, before Ellen could speak, Mrs. Lloyd came running out.
“What is it?” she said. “Tell me quick. I know something has happened. Tell me quick. You came in Dr. James's buggy, and the man was driving fast. Tell me.”
“Oh, Mrs. Lloyd,” said Ellen. Then she could say no more, but the other woman knew.
“Is he dead?” she asked, hoarsely.
“Oh, no, no, not dead.”
“Hurt?”
Ellen nodded, trembling.
“How?”
“He was shot.”