He, too, arose. “I will lead you there. You must rest after your journey. I can see that you are very tired. I must find you something to eat.”

“No,” objected Dr. Brady, “we must start to work at once.”

“What do you propose to do first?” asked the priest.

“Vaccinate every person in the village. After that I’ll attend to those who already have the disease.”

“Have you plenty of medicines and supplies?”

“Yes.”

The other’s face wreathed in a smile.

“That is wonderful, monsieur. It was very kind of you to come. In my heart I thank the noble Inspector of Police. Praise God, I think we have come to the end of our trouble. I am very happy, monsieurs.”

And tears of gladness slowly trickled down his cheeks.

CHAPTER XX
THE NIGHT PATROL