CHAPTER XVIII.Dr. Cecil Granthum.
The Little Doctor leaned from the window and called down the hill to her recovered patient--more properly, her nearly recovered patient; for Chip still walked with the aid of a cane, though by making use of only one stirrup he could ride very well. He limped up the hill to her, and sat down on the top step of the porch.
"What's the excitement now?" he asked, banteringly.
"I've got the best, the most SPLENDID news--you couldn't guess what in a thousand years!"
"Then I won't try. It's too hot." Chip took off his hat and fanned himself with it.
"Well, can't you LOOK a little bit excited? Try and look the way I feel! Anybody as cool as you are shouldn't suffer with the heat."
"I don't know--I get pretty hot, sometimes. Well, what is the most splendid new
