Steve came out in his clean jeans, looking as fresh and cheerful as if he had not just passed through such a thrilling experience. The boy's eyes were bright and his face wore a pleasant smile.
"How do you feel?" asked both men at once.
"I never felt better, thank you," answered Rush. "Here comes the doctor."
The surgeon examined the wound, shaking his head as he finished.
"You had better go to the hospital and lay up for a day. That is a bad burn, Rush."
"Oh, I couldn't think of it. Dress it right here, and be as quick about it as you can, won't you? I've got business on hand this afternoon."
"The business will keep," retorted Mr. Keating. "You had better do as the doctor suggests."
"I hope you will not insist upon that, Mr. Keating. I do not want to lie up. I shall feel much better if I am busy, and if the wound is well bandaged no dirt can get in it."
"Is it safe, doctor?" questioned the superintendent.