‘Sit down, Gran,’ she urged once she had ascertained that the old lady was unhurt; all her shouting had been for her granddaughter to come to the aid of the captain. ‘At once, do you hear? I’ll see to this.’There was still a clamour of voices shouting ‘Help, murder!’ as she knelt beside the stricken sailor to loosen his collar. ‘Cease that nonsense this instant,’ she commanded and raised her head to seek assistance. ‘Someone clear the room at once, if you please, ah, Mr Knightley? Thank you. And someone else please enquire whether Dr Perry has arrived, I know he is expected. Ask him to attend the captain directly.’ She bent to her task. Captain Penbury was breathing, although he looked distressed and his colour was still poor; she prayed that he was not having a heart attack. Charlotte slipped an arm beneath his head and looked up in gratitude as someone handed her a cushion.‘Thank you,’ she said, and glanced round again, looking anxious. ‘Is there another cushion, please?
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