"Oh, well, surely...?" She exchanges a look with the butler, who doesn't look too sure. "Go and try to convince him. As a good Christian man, he should help all in need." The man dips a stiff bow, departs, and Christine instructs the maid to distract her mother upstairs while the cook is to bring a bowl of warm water and a sponge. The cooks looks unsure of leaving her mistress alone with a Yankee, but Christine soothes her worry and waves her away.

Once alone, she hesitates, then kneels down beside the settee, arranging her skirts around her.

"I think I can look after you until the doctor arrives. Let's get your wound clean so he can get right to stitching you up." Her fingers move towards him and for the first time she feels a little shy.