Here Mandy came to their help, directing their efforts so that with the least hurt to the boy he was lifted to his stretcher.
As they were departing the father came close to Mandy, and, holding out his hand, said in fairly good English: "You--good to my boy.

You save him--to-day.

All alone maybe he die.

You give him food--drink.

Sometime--perhaps soon--me pay you." "Oh," cried Mandy, "I want no pay." "No money--no!" cried the Indian, with scorn in his voice.