But now I do hope you can get me home.

I never wanted to see home and mother one-half as much as now." "Yes, we've come in the big car, K.K.," Hugh assured him.

"And we'll fetch you home right away.

You ought to be looked after by Doctor Wambold; broken bones are not things to be trifled with, and while this party seems to have done the best he could it can only be a makeshift." "Don't you believe it, Hugh," said the injured boy warmly; "why, he's a regular jim-dandy about such jobs.

I bet you he used to be an army surgeon in his younger days, from hints he's let drop.