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"What, that young minx!" exclaimed John indignantly. The rest laughed, and poor Miranda's note was soon forgotten in the general stir which followed. All eyes were fixed inquiringly upon Doctor Carter when he returned from a brief visit to Sturgins's room.

"Better come, John; ye patient is sensible, I believe!"

As John Condit followed the older doctor, the others were following in curiosity when Squire Condit stopped them.

"A sick man needs quiet," he said authoritatively. "You, little Cherry, may go and bring us word o' ye patient."

She found John bending over the cot of the injured man. "Sturgins!" he said imperatively. As they all watched, there was a noticeable flutter of the patient's eyelids.

"Sturgins!" repeated John.

This time Charity held her breath. Yes, Sturgins was opening his eyes. He sighed, raised his hand weakly. Then, as they gazed, awed, he stared straight up into John's eyes and the young doctor, staring back, knew that he was looking into seeing eyes! Then, without a word, Sturgins's eyelids fluttered down wearily and he sank at once into a deep sleep. Charity flew back to the kitchen.