They found Mr. Henderson in a small office at the front of the building. He held out his hand to Dr. Benson as they entered his office.
“I’m very glad to see you, Doctor,” he said, clasping the intern’s hand.
“Thank you, sir,” Dr. Benson said. “This is Miss Gordon, our Supervisor of Nurses, and these are Tommy Craig and Timmy Lester. Timmy would like to be a member of your family. And Tommy is here to see your ball team captain. Seems they have a game together this season.”
Mr. Henderson nodded. “Oh, yes. Elmhurst. Miss Gordon, it’s a pleasure. And Timmy, I hope you’re going to like Mercyville.”
“Yeah,” Timmy said. “It’s okay, I guess.”
Mr. Henderson smiled and patted the boy’s arm. “Frankly, I don’t have so much to do with our boys. I’d better call in our president and let you talk to him.”
He picked up the phone and asked for Bert Cramer. Smiling, he turned back to his guests. “Please sit down, won’t you? Bert’s out on the diamond. He’s also our baseball manager, you know. He’ll be right in.”
In a few minutes, a slender boy with brown hair and soft brown eyes knocked at Mr. Henderson’s open door.
“You sent for me, Mr. Henderson?” he asked in a low, melodious voice.
“Come in, Bert,” Mr. Henderson said. “We have a new member of our family.” He smiled. “Bert, this is Dr. Benson from the Gallup Clinic in Elmhurst.”