“If we hadn't got so attached to the place we would move,” said Allbright, who was leaving his patient momentarily, to change his shoes for slippers.
“I know it,” said the sister, “but I can't help feeling attached to the place, we have lived here so long; and there is that beautiful cherry-tree out in the yard, and everything.”
“That is so,” said Allbright.
“I am glad Mr. Carroll didn't have to be carried to a hospital.”
“I suppose he would have been if I had not happened to be right on the spot,” said Allbright, reflectively, to his sister.
“You think he'll be all right in the morning, don't you?”
“Oh yes, the doctor said so!”
Outside, the watching boys in the shadow of the church disappointedly vanished, cheated of their small and grewsome excitement, when they saw the doctor quietly walk towards his house and realized that there was to be no ambulance and no hospital.
“Gee! I've had knocks harder 'n that, and never said nothin' about it,” said one boy as he scurried away with the others towards his home in the high tenement-house.