I'm proud of you!"
In spite of the fact that they were tired out, the girls insisted upon
standing watch and watch that night. They felt that some one should be
with Professor Dempsey all the time in case he should wake in the
night with his old madness upon him.
It was the longest night any of them had ever spent, and the morning
dawned upon a hollow-eyed, worn-out set of Outdoor Girls.
"I never," said Betty, looking around at her white-faced chums
wearily, "spent such a terrible night in my life. How is the patient?"
she added, taking up the subject that had not left their minds for a
minute. "Who was in there last?"
"I," said Grace, brushing out her hair, listlessly. "He is still
asleep."
That report continued good all morning, and it was almost noon before
the ragged, unbelievably unkempt old man on the bed opened his eyes.
The girls had been looking forward to, yet dreading, this minute. It
had been decided that only one of them should be in the room with him
when he awoke, but the rest were hovering close to the door ready to
give assistance if it should become necessary.
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