“You two have not been disagreeing?” he said sharply.
“No, father, not disagreeing,” said Ned, “but—”
“Come, out with it,” cried the doctor sternly. “Why have you both come back?”
“We’ve come back for orders, father,” said Chris, with a sharp look at Ned.
“I thought I had given you full explanation as to what I wish you to do,” said the doctor.
“Not quite, father. You left something out.”
“What is it? Quick; we have no time to spare.”
“You didn’t say which of us was to have the glass and do the looking out.”
The doctor uttered a low angry sound which had he been a dog would have been called a growl, before saying firmly—
“Ned is to use the glass, and you are to be messenger, for your words and tone say plainly enough that you have been stickling for your right to the glass, when you should at such a time of emergency have been ready to give up for the sake of all. Off with you.”