The carriage came to a stop and the driver opened the door.

[i]"Feel free to throw me over your shoulder."[/i]

Arthur returned her smile and climbed out of the carriage ahead of her. Sweeping her off her feet he carried the petite woman in his arms into the Grand Manor of the Farr Family.
Not sure where he was taking her, he entered the first room on the left of the grand entrance way that lead to an adjoining sitting room. He placed her gently on the couch with her foot raised.

As soon as she was made comfortable a dishevelled Footman stumbled in with a mixed expression of concern and alarm. 

[b]“Miss Farr has injured her ankle,”[/b] Major Bradford said before the Footman could respond to the unknown officer in the sitting room. 

“Please stoke the fire and fetch the lady some tea and cakes if the kitchen has any,” the Major commanded. 
Turning his attention the Matilda, he removed the sash around his waist that most cavalry officers wore.

[b]“Do you mind if I take a look?”[/b] He asked motioning to her ankle. [b]“I do have some experience with treating sprains and at the very least provide a little more comfort until a Doctor can visit tomorrow.”
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Arthur bent down and delicately removed her shoe from her swollen ankle.