One young girl had effected it.

His school suddenly became a prison.

His field was the world.
As he passed along, scarcely conscious of where he was, he met the very man of all others he would rather have met--Dr.Balsam.

He instantly informed the Doctor of the accident, and suggested that he had better hurry on to the Springs.
"A pretty girl, with blue eyes and brown hair ?" inquired the Doctor.
"Yes." The color stole into Gordon's cheeks.
"With a silly woman for a mother, who is always talking about her heart and pats you on the back ?" "I don't know.

Yes, I think so." "I know her.