The fluttering of Anne's features back to the land of the living sent a wave of relief through Lottie. Thank God. Anne's sorries weren't necessary, the poor girl seemed to apologise for existing. And she was out again. Events did not slow down with the appearance of Kate in the doorway, but at least someone was here to help. Her daughters together.

"Kate, Anne's had a spell. Run fer Doctor Wells. Quickly. Go!"

Lottie would pay for the doctor over the objections of Anne, Ben Ward, William Blacke, the whole of bloody Chrisendom.