“Well, deliver it then. But wait!” The little nurse ran in before him and called “Nu-u-u-r-s-e Ha-l-ey!”
“All right!” called Cameron from the inside. “Come in!”
“Go on then,” said the little nurse to the doctor, “you wanted to.”
“A message from the Superintendent,” said the doctor, lifting the curtain and passing in.
“Don't move, Mandy,” said Cameron. “Never mind him.”
“No, don't, I beg,” said the doctor, ignoring what he saw. “A message, an urgent message for—Corporal Cameron!”
“CORPORAL Cameron?” echoed Nurse Haley.
“He distinctly said and repeated it—Corporal Cameron. And the Corporal is to report for duty as speedily as possible.”
“He can't go,” said Mandy, standing up very straight with a light in her eyes that the doctor had not seen since that tragic night nearly two years before.
“Can't, eh?” said the doctor. “But the Superintendent says Corporal Cameron is—”