"I been by the hospital."
"You have? Tell me, quickly, how is Bob?" demanded Rush, gripping the arm of the Polish boy.
"Him wake up."
"He is conscious, then? Good, good! Tell me how he is?"
"Him not dead. Him get well, by and by."
Steve's face lighted up happily.
"Ignatz, you are a good boy. Did you go without your lunch for the sake of going over to see how my friend is?"
Ignatz nodded, pleased at the pleasure of his friend.
"Doctor say Bob pretty much hard hit, but him get well."
"Go get your lunch, quick, before the whistle blows," ordered Steve.