"And do you mean to tell me that cranky old Captain Josh is looking after the scouts?" she demanded.
"Sure. He's great," was the reply.
"Well, I declare!" and Miss Arabella leaned back against the pillow as if exhausted by the idea.
"I wish you could see Whyn," and Rod gave a little sigh. "She'd do you a whole lot of good."
"Do me good! In what way, I'd like to know? I guess it would take more than her to make me better."
"But she is so jolly," Rod explained. "Her eyes are laughing all the time, and she is never cross."
"Humph!" and the invalid gave her head a toss. "If she had to put up with what I have to she would not feel that way."
"Oh, but she does, Miss Arabella. She has pains all the time, and she can't walk a step. She hasn't walked for a long time."
"She hasn't! Well, how can she laugh and not be cross?"
"I don't know for sure. But I guess she is trying to be a scout."