But Mandy refused to be driven away.
“Say, I'm awful sorry. I know you're sick.”
“Nonsense!” said Cameron, impatiently, waiting for her to be gone. Still Mandy hesitated.
“I'm awful sorry,” she said again, and her voice, deep, tender, full-toned, revealed her emotion.
Cameron turned impatiently towards her.
“Look here, Mandy! There's nothing wrong with me. I only want a little sleep. I shall be all right to-morrow.”
But Mandy's fears were not to be allayed.
“Say,” she cried, “you look awful bad.”
“Oh, get out, Mandy! Go and get your dinner. Don't mind me.” Cameron's tone was decidedly cross.
Without further remonstrance Mandy turned silently away, but before she turned Cameron caught the gleam of tears in the great blue eyes. A swift compunction seized him.