 Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry. Here, let me help you. Hold on to my arm. Put her down. Put her down, do you hear? You idiot, she's hurt. Can't you see she's bleeding? Edgar, who is this fellow? The Earnshaw stable boy. Don't worry, Miss Catherine, we'll patch you up. My sister's an expert with a band-aid. Just a minute. Where do you think you're taking her? Into the house. Are there any objections? Well, I... How long are you going to keep her there? Until she's well. Which may be longer than you'd care to wait. Good night.