"Nonsense!"
"I'm feeling pretty good again."
"It's well to take these things early. They all look alike at the beginning."
"What things?"
"Grippe, gumbago, smallpox—"
"God'lmighty!" exclaimed Slater with a start. "I haven't got anything but a light cold."
"Then this liniment ought to be just the thing."
"Humph! It don't smell like liniment," Tom declared, after a moment, but the doctor had fallen to work on him and he submitted with resignation.
Perhaps an hour later Dr. Gray appeared at the Appleton bungalow and surprised Eliza by saying:
"I've come to you for some help. You're the only soul in Omar that I can trust."