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You've upset yourself with all that crying.

Please go to sleep, Emma. Please.

I've got so much to do.

There's a good girl.

It's a good girl.

Where's that baby of yours coming on here, lady?

Oh, no, girl.

The first one's always away, isn't it?

No. It's going to be a big fine fool by the look of it.

Oh, yeah.

I'll come back and see you soon.

Thank you.

she been like this? Oh, it started yesterday, just after Joan left.

Been up all night with her.

Frightened Jeannie, she's having trouble breathing.

What's the flu?

Mrs. Coulson's children have it. And they were there in the store when I was

here the other day, and could be.

I must get her to a doctor, Jeannie.

The flu could kill her. Take Emma back home. I left Vicky on the road a few

minutes ago. I'll get her to ride home and find father.

And try not to worry, Meg.

I'll be back in no time.

Hurry!

Jenny!

What's the matter? It's Meg's baby.

I want you to ride home and see if Grandpa's back yet.

But he's hardly been there since the epidemic started.

If he's not there, try the store. They may know where he is.

Tell him it's serious, Vicky.

It may be the flu.

It's all right, Ginny. I'll find him.

At least she's stopped crying now, but she's still really hot.

We have to get her temperature down.

You sit here for a minute.

I'll go and put the kettle on, and we'll give her a tepid bath.

Is Grandpa here, Manfred?

No, Vicky. He did come back, but he left again.

long ago?

Not long.

Did he say where he was going?

Um, the Connors farm. Two of them are very ill.

Thanks, Mr. I've got to go.

What's the matter?

See you later!

There, there, old girl.

I know you're uncomfortable, but it'll only be a little while.

Your pull's on its way, lady.

But don't worry.

Everything will be all right.

Alf! Is Dr. Gordon still here?

Do you know where he went?

No. Does Mummy know where he went?

I don't know.

Vicky!

Mrs. Connor, I'm looking for Grandpa.

Our child came and got him, said his father was very sick. I didn't recognize

him, though.

Hi, Mrs. Connor.

Come on, baby.

Come on, Meg. Come and sit down. No, I'm... Right, thank you.

Listen, I'll look after Emma. Come and sit down.

When will your husband be back?

A day or so.

He didn't want to leave, but he had to.

Don't worry.

Everything will be all right.

Meg, how long is it since you've eaten?

I'm not hungry.

It won't do little Emma any good at all if you make yourself it. I don't want

anything.

Meg, you don't look very well.

I'm going to see to Aime.

He's paying the bills.

Spending money always upsets his stomach.

Hilda, Meg Stokes' baby is very ill.

Do you know where Grandpa is?

Oh, dear, now, let me remember.

He came here from the Connors to get more bicarb, and he was going to go on

the Pinders, but there was a message for him to call in on all Mrs Bruce.

But the Pinders are miles away.

So the Bruce is in the opposite direction.

About 7 this morning.

That's no good. I've got to find him quickly.

He could be at the Bruces or the Pinders or anywhere by now.

It's the Stokes' baby. She's terribly ill.

I'll write to the Bruces. You go on to Pinders.

Don't worry, Vicky. We'll find him. Thank you.

Now get going.

See what the problem is.

Go away, beauty.

Go away.

Oh.

Close, lady.

The foal's on the way.

The lady's a little bit restless, but that's only to be expected.

Otherwise...

Everything's fine.

I'm so pleased you're here, Jenny.

Back home, we were such a big family. I got used to having lots of people

around. You must miss them.

Not at first.

It was all so new and exciting.

They were the journey out, and then this farm, then Emma.

It's only been the last few weeks, really.

They were drawn away.

Him being there.

She's very hot again.

Shouldn't they be here by now?

Yes. Yes, I think they should.

Use Fungema down again.

I'll go and attend to Lady.

I think it's time.

I'm going to try a shortcut, Beauty.

Round the headland.

Oh, Beauty the Titan!

I'm going to try and be happy.

Let's not ever do that again.

Come on, boy.

just tired, Vicki, and longing for my bed.

Little Emma Stokes is very ill.

How bad is she?

Jenny seems very worried.

It'll take me quite some time to get there, I'm afraid.

Beauty will take you.

Very well.

I'll get my bag.

child, you're soaked.

You'll end up with a flu yourself. Get into the trap, off with that skirt, wrap

yourself up in the blanket.

I'll see you at meds.

Now, let's take this very easy, beauty.

How do you do, sir?

I'm sorry about that, but you must excuse me. I'm in a desperate hurry.

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Stokes.

I thought you'd never come.

Are you all right?

I'm not as young as I used to be, Mrs. Stokes.

How's the baby?

I don't know.

Jenny's with us.

You've done well, Jenny.

I've been giving her water.

Good. Her temperature's not too bad.

Give her something to help her breathing.

Is she going to be all right, Vane?

She's over the worst of it already.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you both.

You should see who's talking.

I've been busy.

Not to mention Grandpa.

How was his ride on Beauty?

Rather harrowing, I believe.

Why? What happened?

Something to do with a runaway cart.

Oh, no.

Oh, is Emma all right?

Mm -hmm. She's sleeping and on the mend.

And Lady?

Come and see.

Jenny, isn't it just beautiful?

Oh, what a little champion.

They're both asleep.

Meg was exhausted.

And she has my sympathy.

Isn't it wonderful, beauty?

Thank goodness Beauty was on our side today.

He's the best horse ever.

I'm not sure Father would completely agree with you after his ride today.

Isn't that right, Father?

Father?