“But—but do you suppose he’ll consent?”
“Go send the nurse there and ask consent afterwards,” said Harry. “Come around this evening and we’ll talk it over. Do you need any coin now?”
“No; but I have a couple of dollars in my pocket if I do. I’ll be up about eight.”
An hour later he was ringing Phin’s doorbell again. He could hear Phin tiptoeing down the stairs, and in a moment the door was opened.
“How is she?” asked Hansel.
“Asleep now; I guess she’s just about the same. The doctor, though, said he thought she was doing rather well. It was good of you to call, Hansel.”
“Not at all, because— By the way, is there anything I can do for you? Any errands or anything?”
“Not unless you can study and recite for me. I guess my scholarship’s a goner, Hansel.”
“Nonsense! When you explain—” Phin shook his head.