Frank entered softly and placed his hand on Fenn’s head.
“He’s got a high fever,” he said, with alarm in his voice. “Fellows, I’m afraid Fenn’s quite sick.”
CHAPTER XX
OUT ON A HUNT
Frank’s announcement seemed to strike a cold chill to the hearts of Ned and Bart. Sickness was something with which they had seldom come in contact, and they did not know how to proceed.
“I suppose we’d better get a doctor,” ventured Ned.
“Where?” inquired Frank as he came from the tent. “There isn’t one within five miles—maybe farther.”
“Haven’t we any medicine?” asked Bart. “I thought you said you brought some along.”