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He sat up, distended his mouth for a yell, and then very slowly closed it. From every corner of the room familiar figures were hastening to his side. The lady in white, Sonya, and his mother all reached him at the same moment. On the pillow beside him Hullen R. J. awaited the honor of his attention like a perfect lady. No howls from her, as Sonya immediately pointed out.
Sitting down beside the chaise longue, she entered briskly upon a description of the recent experiences of Samuel. When she left the hospital the house surgeon was obediently endeavoring to look down the throat of Hullen R. J., and every nurse on Samuel's floor was scuttering in and out of his room.
Still firmly holding Hullen R. J. by the leg, and keeping a steadfast eye on the surgeon, Samuel took in his immediate surroundings with a dawning suspicion in his soul. Having two men throw lights on his face and look down his throat had lost its novelty, though Sonya had assured him that wonderful views were to be seen there which he alone could reveal.
"Hullen R. J. go hos'tl wiv Sammy," he further announced. "She will," corroborated Sonya. "He never stirs without her, and she sleeps in his bed every night." Laurie turned a shocked gaze on Samuel, and Sonya laughed, then gulped. "I'm horribly nervous this morning," she admitted. "I wish it were over.
"What's this?" asked Rodney, with a friendly impulse to adapt his conversation to the young. "Hullen," affirmed Samuel, "Hullen, R. J." "What does that mean?" Bangs appealed to Sonya. "It's the doll's name. He gave it to her himself. 'Hullen, I suppose, means Helen, and Mr. Warren's initials, you know, are R. J. Evidently Samuel liked the sound of them." Samuel retrieved Hullen R. J.
As she thus soothed, Sonya was kissing him. The lady in white was offering him something pleasant to drink. His mother was patting his back. For a long instant Samuel took in the gratifying fact of these activities. Then he assorted his features, grabbed Hullen R. J., exchanged his yell for a large smile, and permitted himself to be waited on.
Sonya, his mother, Hullen R. J., "Lawwie" and "Misser Bangs" all going with him to the hos'tl it was almost too much pleasure! Samuel became slightly intoxicated. "He wants to sing," remarked Laurie, with masculine understanding of a fellow heart. "All right, old man," he encouraged. "How about that beautiful hymn I taught you at Bab's wedding?"
Also, the men seemed hurried, and didn't want to look at Hullen R. J.'s throat, though Samuel warmly recommended this variety in the entertainment. In short, the situation had become sinister. The smiles around him were dreadful-looking things, all except Laurie's.
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