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proceeded to do the same with Jane’s heavily bruised and swollen right arm.
    “This will bring down the swelling and ease the pain a bit, miss. You have a bad sprain,” said the doctor. “You were not far from breaking your leg. You were very fortunate. Now let us examine that nasty cut and swell on your head.”
    “Thank you so much, Doctor.” Jane sighed with relief. “That feels so much better now,” Jane liked Dr. Lenn, who was warm and homey in contrast to Mrs. Claye, who was acid and unfriendly. He was the only one who called Jane’s leg a “leg”. Everyone else called it a limb.
    He examined Jane’s eyes and touched her head in different places and examined her eyes with a magnifying glass. “I don’t believe you have a concussion, Miss Fielder,” said Dr. Lenn, to Jane’s great relief, “but from the slight swelling on the side of your head I believe you came close to it, so you must keep your head still and between pillows for three days. You must also not put any weight on your left leg for at least three days. After the three days you may wobble around, aided by crutches that I will provide for you, but you must be very careful not to use your injured leg for a few days, otherwise you might make it worse.
    “I will leave these laudanum powders for you. They will help ease you into sleep. I believe the pain will become worse as the night advances, both the head swelling and forehead cut and from the sprain.”
    “I prefer not to take any laudanum, Doctor,” Jane said quickly, “But thank you, anyway. You have been very kind.” Laudanum of all things, thought Jane. These people went to great lengths to make their costume farce believable!
    Dr. Lenn appeared surprised. “Very well, Miss Fielder, but I will leave the laudanum with Mr. Greywick, in case you change your mind later on.”
    “I will have a word with Mr. Greywick before I leave, Miss Fielder,” Dr. Lenn added when Jane said nothing and continued in his soothing voice. “I believe he wanted to know if you could be transferred to his house tomorrow, as that was your wish. You will be glad to hear that you may do so without fear. No pillows, mind you – no pillows at all until your head heals completely.
    “Thank you, doctor.” She was feeling greatly relieved and was very glad Dr. Lenn had been called. “I have my reasons for wanting to transfer to Mr. Greywick’s house as soon as I can. Lord Halensford has been most kind, but I would feel much more comfortable in Mr. Greywick’s house. She did not add that she wanted to see Mr. Greywick’s house, to see if it was anything close to the estate she had visited with her friend Cybil.
    “Very well, Miss Fielder; I shall come again tomorrow to aid in your transfer. It will be in the afternoon.”
    “Mr. Greywick wishes to know if you are able to speak to him, miss,” said Nellie a few minutes after Dr. Lenn had left.
    “Yes, Nellie, please tell Mr. Greywick to come in,” Jane said eagerly.
    “Very well, miss.”
    Jestyn walked in, leaving the door to Jane’s bedroom ajar. Jane realized she must get used to a different way of life while she remained in the “past”. She still believed it was a staged event and would continue to think thus until proven otherwise.
    So, to continue the farce, a lady did not receive male guests in her bedroom with a closed door. That much she knew from the silly past, when grown women were treated as children.
    “I believe you know that Dr. Lenn advised against you being moved tomorrow, Miss Fielder,” said Greywick.
    “Yes. I’m grateful to you, Mr. Greywick, for convincing him to allow me to be moved tomorrow afternoon. I don’t like being in the house of someone I don’t know, although I am grateful for Lord Halensford’s help. At least I know you somewhat, since you helped me in the road and you go by a name I’m sort of familiar with.”
    “Will you be sleeping in a room nearby tonight, Mr. Greywick?” Jane asked