"You're the girl Carley! You're almost like my--my own girl.

By golly! You're some looker! It was good of you to come.

Tell me about Glenn." Carley took the chair brought by the nurse, and pulling it close to the bed, she smiled down upon him and said: "I'll be glad to tell you all I know--presently.

But first you tell me about yourself.

Are you in pain?
What is your trouble?
You must let me do everything I can for you, and these other men." Carley spent a poignant and depth-stirring hour at the bedside of Glenn's comrade.