A call from the other tent summoned Nurse Haley.
“Let me go instead,” cried the little nurse eagerly. But, light-footed as a deer, Mandy was already gone.
When the tent flap had fallen behind her Cameron pushed back his plate, leaned forward upon the table and, looking the little nurse full in the face, said:
“Now, it's no use carrying this on. What have you done to her?” And the little nurse laughed her brightest and most joyous laugh.
“What has she done to us, you mean.”
“No. Come now, take pity on a fellow. I left her—well—you know what. And now—how has this been accomplished?”
“Soul, my boy,” said the doctor emphatically, “and the hairdresser and—”
But Cameron ignored him.
“Can you tell me?” he said to the nurse.
“Well, as a nurse, is she quite impossible?”