"Very well. I will hurry back to camp. Hippy must go after the doctor, though I really hate to ask him. What do you think is the matter with them?" nodding toward the bed.
"Frankly, I don't know. I do know that they are very sick children."
"Poor Hippy," murmured Grace, a faint smile on her face, as she hurried from the mountain cabin and started at a run towards the Overland Riders' camp.
CHAPTER XX
HIPPY AS A ROUGHRIDER
Reaching her camp, Grace quickly acquainted the girls with conditions at the Thompson cabin. She then turned to Hippy and told him that he must ride to Holcomb Court House and fetch a doctor.
"All right. I'll get an early start in the morning and—"
"No! To-night! Now, Hippy. To-morrow may be too late," urged Grace.
"Of course, if it is so bad as that. Why don't you have Emma Dean 'con-centrate'?"