"But if you cannot get some one—"
"His chance for life is nothing."
"He must not lie there alone and suffer!" Barbara cried, as the horror of the situation became more deeply impressed on her mind. The three were silent for a moment. Each was trying to think of some one who was competent, and willing to do the work.
"I know who will do it," said Barbara, suddenly.
"Who?" the doctor asked, eagerly.
"I will," Barbara calmly replied.
"No!" exclaimed the doctor and Sam together.
"I must," she replied, firmly.
"But you have been worried, you are in no condition to undertake such work," the doctor pleaded. "Think of the risk, and the work, day and night for days, perhaps weeks."
"Will it be any harder to bear than what I have already borne?" she asked. The men were silent. "Please send word to Mrs. Stout, and—I will go in now." She turned to go, but stopped when the doctor spoke.