No matter what
happens, the show has to go on, and we got to be in our places."
"Well, well, she'll be safe enough, here," said the doctor. "It
is a fortunate thing that Mr. Douglas can manage this. Our town
hospital burned down a few months ago, and we've been rather
puzzled as to what to do with such cases." He took his leave
with a cheery "Good night," and a promise to look in upon the
little patient later. Jim shuffled awkwardly toward the pastor.
"It's mighty good of you to do this," he mumbled, "but she ain't
goin' to be no charity patient. Me and Toby is goin' to look
after her keep."
"Her wants will be very few," Douglas answered, kindly. "You
needn't trouble much about that."
"I mean it," said Jim, savagely. He met Douglas's glance of
surprise with a determined look, for he feared that his chance of
being useful to Polly might be slipping out of his life.
"You mustn't mind Jim," the clown pleaded at the pastor's elbow.
"You see pain gets some folks different from others; and it
always kinder makes him savage."
"Oh, that's all right," Douglas answered, quickly. His own life
had been so lonely, that he could understand the selfish yearning
in the big man's heart. "You must do what you think best about
these things; Mandy and I will look after the rest.
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