"Ask her for some chocolate," added Ted. "I guess, if I've got to be
sick, I'd like chocolate pills 'stead of sugar."

"All right," said Janet, as she hurried downstairs from the playroom
to the kitchen. In a little while she came back with a plate on which
were two slices of chocolate cake, while on one edge of it were some
crumbs of chocolate icing.

"I'll make pills of that after we eat the cake," Janet said. "You
can pretend the cake made you sick if you want to, Ted."

"Pooh! who ever heard of a soldier getting sick on cake? Anyhow they
don't have cake in the army--lessen they capture it from the enemy."

"Well, you can pretend you did that," said Janet. "Now I'll put my
doll away," she went on, as she finished her piece of cake, "and well
play the soldier game. I'll get some red cloth to make the cross."

Janet looked "sweet," as her mother said afterward, when she had
wound a white cloth around her head, a red cross, rather ragged and
crooked, being pinned on in front.

The tent was made by draping a sheet from the bed across two chairs,
and under this shelter Teddy crawled. He stretched out on a blanket
which Janet had spread on the floor to be the hospital cot.

"Now you must groan, Ted," she said, as she looked in a glass to see
if her headpiece and cross were on straight.

"Groan? What for?"