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Chapter 6

'What is all that commotion outside, Anna?' Mary asked as she rocked her baby to sleep.

'I don't know, milady. Would you like me to check?' Anna asked as she straightened her bedcovers.

'No, thank you. It's alright.' Mary said and then noticed Isobel pass her open door with a concerned expression. 'Isobel?' She asked. 'Is everything alright?'

Isobel wrung her hands nervously. 'Nothing to worry you with, dear.' She said and was about to escape when Mary's voice held her back

'Something is the matter, I can feel it.' Mary insisted, suddenly feeling a cold grip on her stomach.

'Mary,' Isobel started carefully, 'There's been an accident.'

'What? Who, Papa? Edith?' She asked but when she saw her mother-in-law shake her head she knew. 'Oh God. Matthew?' She whispered, her voice cracking.

'Yes dear.' Isobel said, barely containing her own tears. 'But don't worry he's still alive.' and before she could do anything, Mary had stood up and was presently in the hall, looking for her husband. Isobel tried to stop her, but to no avail. And then Mary saw Matthew.

He looked terrible. His face was pale and drawn and his head had a deep gash from which a nurse was trying to stop the blood flow.

'Lady Mary! Hat on earth are you doing out of bed? Kindly return there immediately.' Dr Clarckson said upon seeing her.

'Thank you Dr Clarckson, but I would rather stay with my husband.' Mary said firmly as the tears threatened to fall.

'But-' The doctor started to say but Mary held up her hand.

'No buts. I shall stay here. My place is with my husband. Is there any way my bed could be moved?' She said brokenly.

That night, she slept in her bed right next to Matthew's, holding his hand.

Matthew woke up a few days later. They were all overjoyed to see him of course. The day, he woke up, Dr Clarckson came to his room to diagnose him.

Mary stayed there of course and held his hand the whole time, so that he would stay awake.

When Dr Clarckson walked out of the room with Mary following closely behind, it was with a grim expression.

Isobel and Robert were waiting for him there.

'All in all, he is healing extremely well. However,' He said. 'I think that... There may betrouble with his legs.'

Well, well, well! Ikept my promise didn't I? And really, did you ever think he would get away scotfree? I thought not.

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