"She broke her leg didn't she, in your all-comers' scrap?"
"Yes; she can't move for six weeks."
"Well, two weeks are gone now, that's something. Can't I see her? I'd like to sympathise."
"Oh, yes, Bob, of course you must see her, but I don't want you to go over there till I can go with you."
"Oh, I'm not going to wait for that. I must have a peep at this blue-eyed fairy for myself. Any go to her?"
"Not much," and Dotty smiled. "Dolly's a perfect dear, but she's slow."
"All right, we'll have to hurry her along a little. When does her brother come home? Have you ever seen him? What's he like?"
"He's coming day after to-morrow. No, I've never seen him, but Dolly thinks he just about made the world."
"Well, I'll reserve my opinion till I see the bunch. Honest, old girl, I'm glad you're getting along as well as you are, but I'm going to do wonders for you. It's going to be lucky for you that you've got Brother on the job. Why, Dot, we were all going camping this summer, you know, what about that?"
"We haven't planned for the summer yet, Bobs," said his mother. "Perhaps by August, if Dotty is all right, we can go somewhere for awhile."