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Then she told the matron, speaking through the transmitter, to hold the applicant. "Would you like to come with me?" she asked Dorothy, as she prepared to interview the prospective patient. "Miss Pumfret will be here for some time yet." Down the broad marble steps, that seemed to exude everything antiseptic and sterilized, Dorothy hurried along after the head nurse.
"Well," she exclaimed finally, "I'm an old-fashioned woman. I've just a good mind " "Oh, do, do, Miss Pumfret! Come with me to-morrow and tell him you will sell Tanglewood Park and fix it all up " "How you do race on! But it's getting late. Perhaps " "I'll meet you at the ten o'clock train," went on Dorothy, while even Major Dale was forced to smile at her impetuosity.
"Perhaps I had better go first and prepare him," suggested Dorothy as they reached the door of the private room and saw the one spotless bed the gift of the young ladies' auxiliary. "No need, dear," objected Miss Pumfret. "Now that I've made up my mind to it I actually can't wait."
"I guess I'm all right now," he managed to utter. "Where's Jane?" "Jane? Oh, yes, Jane," repeated the major. "That's your sister, Miss Pumfret?" "Was not now. She locks me up leaves me to die!" "Oh, now, come. Isn't it Jane who brings you things to eat?" asked the major, venturing a guess. "Why, didn't she send the coal and the bread?"
Then Dorothy, too, left the room. She went to comfort Tavia. "Well, I never expected to forgive him he was so mean and obstinate " The unpleasant, treble voice of Miss Jane Pumfret was interrupted by the lower tones of Major Dale. "But, my dear woman," he said, "Captain Mayberry is not responsible he is sick, mentally and physically."
Miss Pumfret is the sort of woman I should think would never break her word." Nor was she disappointed in her estimate; Jane Pumfret waited even had a cab ready to drive with Dorothy to the hospital, there to see the new patient, Captain Nick Mayberry.
It was Pumfret, and I used to think she would have plenty to 'fret' about when Nick Mayberry went home, for he could keep a whole regiment busy while in service." "Then he has turned the castle into a barracks," declared Joe. "I'll wager that solves the mystery. He has got a lot of old 'vets' walled up in there, and they " "Go on parade every night about time for reveille. Now we have it.
Her name was Pumfret. Yes, that was it. I always thought it such a queer name, and many a time saw it written by the captain on his letters home." "And was he killed?" asked Tavia. "Do you suppose it is his ghost that haunts the castle?" This provoked a very gale of laughter, even little Roger considering it a great joke that Tavia should take the matter so seriously.
"And you know her?" asked the nurses, quickly restoring the woman to consciousness with simple restoratives. "Slightly," replied Dorothy. "I will wait to see how she gets along." From the scene in the waiting-room Dorothy hurried back to the side of Captain Mayberry. She wanted to ask Miss Pumfret about the bed. "Oh, here you are!" exclaimed the little woman pleasantly.
"Why, there's plenty of money in the property, but I won't touch pen to paper to sign " "Of course, we can take care of him," interrupted Dorothy; "but I thought maybe you would like to make him a little Christmas present it is visiting day to-morrow and the day before Christmas." Little Miss Pumfret glared at Dorothy. Then she stepped back and sank down on the hall seat.
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