“I met Gervase on his way to fetch Mr. Luce.”
“That’s only because George wanted to see him—very natural to want to see a brother clergyman when you’re ill. But it’s only a slight attack—he’s much better already.”
She made expressive faces at Doris while she spoke.
“There’s Dr. Mount!” cried Jenny.
A car sounded in the Vicarage drive and a few moments later the doctor was in the room. His examination of George was brief. He took out some capsules.
“What are you going to do?” asked Rose.
“Give him a whiff of amyl nitrate.”
“It’s not serious? ... he’s not going to....”
“Ought we to fetch Father and Mother?” choked Doris.
“I don’t suppose Lady Alard would be able to come at this hour—but I think you might fetch Sir John.”