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"He has gone off somewheres, sir. He was sorry he couldn't come himself,
but he was called away. He sent that message to you."
"Doctor, will you remember to thank the Commanding Officer for me?" he
said briefly, and turned to follow his father into the ambulance, which
he discovered to be in charge of his friend, the sergeant of the R. A.
M. C.
At the hospital he was received with every mark of solicitous care. He
was made to feel that he was among friends.
"How long, doctor?" he asked, after the doctor had finished his
examination.
"Not long, I'm afraid. A few hours, perhaps a day. He will not suffer
though," said the doctor. "But," he added, taking Barry by the arm, "he
is very weak, remember, and must not be excited."
"I know, doctor," said Barry, quietly. "I won't worry him."
Through the morning Barry sat by his father's cot, giving him, under
the directions of the nurse, such stimulants as he needed, now and then
speaking a quiet, cheery word.
Often his father opened his eyes and smiled at him.


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