In the Infirmary a few minutes later, Miss King looked down her throat and prodded the outside. "How long have you felt this way?" she asked.
"Only yesterday and to-day," Lois told her. "Don't say I have to go to bed, please."
"Sorry," Miss King said, briskly, "but you do. Don't go downstairs again; go right in here; I'll get your things."
"What have I got?" Lois demanded.
The nurse shook her head. "Nothing much, I hope," she said, "but I want you to go to bed."
Next morning Lois awoke in the Infirmary to see Miss King standing at the foot of the bed.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked, sleepily.
Miss King gave her a hand glass before replying.
Lois sat up in bed and looked at herself. Both sides of her face were swollen.
"Mumps!" she exclaimed. "Oh, what a sight I am," she added, laughing.