But the nurse gave him some castor oil, and made him take it,
and finally he went to sleep. And every one is having a grand time
with him this morning."
Nancy joined, rather grudgingly, in their laughter.
"Oh, I suppose funny things happen. I know that. But what's the use
of laughing when we are all half dead?"
"I'm not. Not within a mile of it. You brag about yourself if you
like, but count me out."
"Hello, Preacher! How are you making it to-day?"
They all turned to the window, greeting warmly the man who stood
outside, leaning heavily on two canes.
"Miss Tucker, won't you meet Mr. Nevius?"
In response to the repeated inquiry, David said, "Just fine this
morning. How are you?"
"Oh, I am more of an acquisition than ever. I think I have a bug in my
heart." He turned to Miss Tucker cheerfully. "I am really the pride
of the institution. I've got 'em in the lungs and the throat and the
digestive apparatus, and the bones, and the blood, and one doctor
includes the brain. But I flatter myself that I've developed them in a
brand-new place, and I'm trying to get the rest of the chasers to take
up a collection and have me stuffed for a parlor ornament."
"How does a bug in the heart feel?"
"Oh, just about like love.
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