Presently, that is along about the third helping of everything
there was, the boys commented to tell about their day's
adventures. They had an attentive audience; an audience that
forgot to eat or say "Dear me suz!" or smoke. And it seemed as
though they wanted to hear everything over at least three times.
And the boys were willing to tell.
Before the meal was finished, the doctor came quietly in. He had
been to look at Asa and, finding him asleep under the effects of
the quieting tablet he had given him, he came to report to Mr.
Leffingwell that his young guest was doing well.
"It won't lame him permanently, will it?" asked Colonel Bright.
"No, no danger of that unless there should be some infection, and
I am sure there will be nothing of the sort. I wonder, Mr.
Leffingwell, if it is possible to keep the boy here for a few
days or a week? I hate to have him moved. Your man Timmins says
he was talking about going to his home to-morrow.
"Well, I should say not!" exploded Mr. Leffingwell. "Where is
Timmins anyhow!"
"Sitting beside Asa," said the doctor. "Shall I call him?"
He tiptoed back to the boy's room, and in a moment returned,
followed by Timmins, who stood just inside the doorway and looked
inquiringly at Mr.
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