The familiar pun brought another smile to the wasted face.
"Thank God," said the doctor, solemnly, after investigation, "you'll do."
Then he gave Hector a sleeping draught.
When Hector awoke again, it was to find Lancaster at his bedside. Never had he seen a man in a state of greater thankfulness. And behind him were the doctor, Nita and Seattle Sue.
"We've decided," said Lancaster, "that it will be best for Discovery City generally to remain ignorant of your recovery—for the present. Meanwhile, Major, you must keep quiet and get well."
"I agree as to the first remark and also as to getting well. But I can't keep quiet," said Hector.
"You must," the doctor insisted.
"I can't," Hector asserted. "If you want me to get well quickly, you'll relieve my mind. Mr. Lancaster, I must see you alone—now."
The Lieutenant-Governor reluctantly signed to the others to leave the room.
"What time is it?" asked Hector.