Doctor Norcot nodded. “She must have been hit with a hockey stick—a vicious hit.”
“But she will be all right?” Gale insisted.
“After a few weeks she will be as good as new,” the doctor promised. “Would you like to see her?”
“Oh, yes!”
Gale found Phyllis awake and grumbling. The sight of her friend made Gale’s heart twinge with pity. Phyllis was trying so hard to be brave.
“I’ve climbed ivy trellises, even jumped out of an airplane with a parachute—and I break my leg playing in a hockey game,” Phyllis said disgustedly. “A fine class president you picked!”
“We picked a good one!” Gale said quickly. “We——”
“In here?” a voice said and the door was opened.
“Hi,” Janet said.
“We came as quickly as we could when we thought we could see you,” added Carol.