She
started back, but the next moment again opened the door, and ran
forward. Hannah rushed in at the same time, and caught up Ada, who
had fallen to the ground. A light in the midst of the smoke made
Phyllis turn, and she beheld the papers on the table on fire.
Maurice's powder-horn was in the midst, but the flames had not yet
reached it, and, mindful of Claude's story, she sprung forward,
caught it up, and dashed it through the window; she felt the glow of
the fire upon her cheek, and stood still as if stunned, till Hannah
carried Ada out of the room, and screamed to her to come away, and
call Joseph. The table was now one sheet of flame, and Phyllis flew
to the pantry, where she gave the summons in almost inaudible tones.
The servants hurried to the spot, and she was left alone and
bewildered; she ran hither and thither in confusion, till she met
Hannah, eagerly asking for Master Maurice, and saying that the
surgeon must be instantly sent for, as Ada's face and neck were badly
burnt. Phyllis ran down, calling Maurice, and at length met him at
the front door, looking much frightened, and asking for Ada.
'Oh! Maurice, her face and neck are burnt, and badly.
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