33 Argosy Mews,

Fernley,

Somerset.

16 July 19…

Dear Janet,

My telegram must have come as rather a shock to you. I trust it arrived before you set out for the station to meet Edna. By the time we had reached the hospital and had waited for the doctor's report—we did not wish to alarm you unduly by telling you of Edna's mishap without being able to let you know the extent of her injuries— several hours had elapsed.

George stayed at the hospital while I sent the telegram and was allowed to see Edna for a few moments after she had had the broken bone set. She was a little dazed but quite cheerful. She was mainly concerned that you would be upset. George reassured her that you were not the hysterical type. Edna laughed, he tells me, and settled down comfortably for the night. I doubt if she will be in hospital more than a day or two.

The accident occurred as we were on our way to the station. I will not bother you now with details, other than to tell you that it was nobody's fault and that no one else was hurt. The car, I am afraid, is a total wreck. However, George has been telling me for months that it was time we had a new one, and now he will have his way.

I expect you will be coming to Fernley as soon as you have arranged for someone to look after young Peter. If you wish to stay the night, you know you will be very welcome. If you decide to bring Peter we will look after him while you visit Edna.

Your loving sister,

Marion.

I think you will agree that the Andersons are the right people for a crisis. They have acted with coolness and considerable good sense at a time when Edna's parents are bound to be worried and upset.