CHAPTER TENAll Nice Folks
“Hal Burbage!” cried Mrs. Mason, sitting up.
“And your friend Miss Mudge. We were lucky to get hold of her.” Dr. Burbage was closely followed by a capped and bonneted nurse, carrying a suit-case; Gamadge hurried forward and took it from her, to be rewarded by a bright smile. Burbage, after a sharp glance at him, went to his patient.
“Well, Florrie.” He put his fingers around her wrist. “Considering what you’ve been through in the last hour, you’re doing pretty well. I’m pleased with you.”
Mrs. Mason had again become limp and tearful. “Oh, Hal, it’s all too dreadful. I suppose I must have collapsed at first, since Mr. Gamadge would insist on my having two nurses.”
Burbage sat down, put his bag on the floor, and dragged his coat off. He was about to hang it on
