alone--and she stamped her foot. Odd, wasn't it?"

"Must have been the doctor," said Diane, rising and adding wood to the
fire. "Johnny went into the village for him."

"Hum!" said Philip doubtfully.

"He had very nice hands," went on Diane calmly. "They were very
skillful and gentle, as you say. Moreover, he was young and
exceedingly good-looking."

"Hum!" said Philip caustically. "With all those beauty points, he must
be a dub medically. What stung so?"

"Strong salt brine, piping hot," said the girl discouragingly. "It's a
wildwood remedy for washing wounds."

"Didn't the dub carry any conventional antiseptics?"

"You are talking too much!" flashed Diane with sudden color. "The
wound is slight, but you bled a lot; and the doctor made particular
reference to rest and quiet."

"Good Lord!" said Philip in deep disgust. "There's your pretty
physician for you! 'Rest and quiet' for a knife scratch. Like as not
he'll want me to take a year off to convalesce!"

"He left you another powder to take to-night," remarked Diane severely.
"Moreover, he said you must be very quiet to-day and he'd be in, in the
morning, to see you."