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My Aunt. Chapter 16

Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

I must have drifted off to sleep, for suddenly, I was awoken by a heart rending scream from outside. “What on earth...?” I thought as I leapt from my bed and pulled open the curtains, remembering to fasten my robe before doing so. All about the courtyard, windows were lit and faces appearing. Again, the scream from out of sight, around the side of the house. As fast as my legs would carry me, I ran from my room and down the stairs, almost knocking Lady Helen and Melissa flying in my haste to find what was going on. Nothing was said and the three of us ran out the door and around to where we thought the screams had emanated. The windows shed a dull glow on the gravel around the house and, as we ran around the corner, we all slowed our pace. It was darker than in the court yard but clearly there was nothing to be seen. “Help me, Please!” the voice screamed out again, “Someone, anyone!” We were being joined by people from all over the house now. A man's voice called from the corner ahead. “Over here, quickly!” I ran around the corner and saw a small out-building in front of which I saw the outline of a young woman, a maid, frantically pointing into the doorway. It was Bethany. I ran to her. “Whatever is it?” I asked, in panic now, “What is wrong?” “Oh, Miss Victoria, it's Maggie, in there!” she pointed into the darkness of what I now realised was the coal shed. By this time a soldier had arrived with a lantern and shone it into the darkness. I clapped my hand to my mouth. ... Maggie was lying against the stack of coal, unmoving. Her clothes were torn and she was covered in dried blood. I went inside at the same moment as Philomena appeared and together we knelt beside the prone figure. Philomena lifted Maggie's wrist and placed two fingers over the front, seeking a sign of life. “Is she...? I was afraid to ask, not daring to breathe in case the answer was not what I wanted to hear. A few moments passed as Nurse Watson moved her fingers slightly to try to find a pulse. “I can't find it,” she said, a hint of desperation creeping into her voice. Letting go of Maggie's hand, she moved her fingers to her neck. “Ah, got it!” she said. “She is alive but her pulse is very weak. We must get her to inside at once.” Philomena quickly checked her for any obvious injuries that would prevent her being moved and then called out: “A stretcher, here, now!”. Almost immediately two orderlies appeared carrying a canvas stretcher. I stepped out to give them space and in no time at all, Maggie was outside and being carried quickly around to the front door and straight into the makeshift theatre which had been set up in what had been the main dining room of the house. As Philomena went to pass through the door I asked her, “Is there anything I can do?” She paused and looked at me for a second. “No,” she said eventually, then changed her mind. “Yes, actually. There is.” she smiled. “Go and look after Bethany. She has had a terrible shock tonight. I am sure she will be glad of ...