“Is he in the office now?”
“He was there when I first went in but he isn't there just now. Father wasn't a bit disturbed, but I am. I got out of there. The mayor went into the office just as I came out.”
Uneasy, in spite of herself, Mary waited her husband's return. Ten o'clock, and he had not come. She went to the 'phone and called the office. The office man answered.
“Where is the doctor?”
“He was in here a few minutes ago, but there's a big fuss down at the smallpox tent and I think he's gone down there.”
Mary rang off and with nervous haste called the mayor's residence.
“Is this Mr. Felton?”
“Yes.”
“This is Mrs. Blank. I am very uneasy about the doctor, Mr. Felton. I hear he has just started down to the smallpox tent. Won't you please see that someone goes down at once?”
“Yes, Mrs. Blank. I came from there a little while ago but they're mad at the doctor and I'll go right back. I'm not going to bed until I know everything's quieted down.”