"What does the doctor say about Ruth?" questioned May quickly.
"He hasn't come out yet. They are in there," and Randy pointed with his hand to the inner office.
"Oh, Jack, how do your eyes feel?" questioned Martha, coming up and gazing earnestly at her brother.
"To tell the truth, they don't feel very good, Martha," he answered. "But I won't mind that so much if only Ruth gets out of it."
The boys and girls sat down, some in the outer office and some on the piazza of the doctor's residence. They had to wait nearly a quarter of an hour before the door of the inner office opened.
"I think the young lady will feel much better by to-morrow," said Doctor Borden, as he led Ruth forth. He had placed a new and heavier bandage over her eyes. "I'll call at the school to see her the first thing to-morrow morning. You need do nothing to the eyes until that time." He looked at the other girls. "I presume you young ladies are with Miss Stevenson?"
"We are," several of them answered.
"Then there ought not to be any trouble about getting her back to the school in safety," and the physician smiled faintly.
"I'll get a taxicab," said Randy, and lost no time in doing so.
"I don't want to go back to the school until Jack has been taken care of," declared Ruth. "I want to know just how bad off he is. The doctor tells me he doesn't think my eyes will be permanently injured." She was trying to bear up bravely, even though her eyes hurt her a good deal. But what the doctor had put on them was gradually allaying the pain.