With a wild confusion before her, of people running up and down, and shouting, and wheels running over them, and boys fighting, and mad bulls coming up, and the nurse in the midst of all these dangers being torn to pieces, Florence screamed and ran.
She ran till she was exhausted, urging Susan to do the same; and then, stopping and wringing her hands as she remembered they had left the other nurse behind, found, with a sensation of terror not to be described, that she was quite alone.
Susan! Susan!' cried Florence, clapping her hands in the very ecstasy of her alarm.
Oh, where are they? where are they?' 'Where are they?' said an old woman, coming hobbling across as fast as she could from the opposite side of the way.
Why did you run away from 'em?' 'I was frightened,' answered Florence.
I didn't know what I did.
I thought they were with me.
Where are they?' The old woman took her by the wrist, and said, 'I'll show you.' She was a very ugly old woman, with red rims round her eyes, and a mouth that mumbled and chattered of itself when she was not speaking.