Anyway, you think it over." The nurse studied his face silently for a time, and then she began to laugh softly.
"He is up there doing his best with her," she said.
The doctor threw out his hands in a gesture of disdain, and the nurse laughed again; but her cheeks were pink and her eyes flashing as she returned to duty.
"Random shot, but it might hit something, you never can tell," commented the doctor.
The Harvester entered the Girl's room and stood still.

She was fretting and raising her temperature rapidly.

Before he reached the door his heart gave one great leap at the sound of her voice calling his name.

He knew what to do, but he hesitated.
"She seems to have become accustomed to you, and at times does not remember me," said Doctor Harmon.

"I think you had better take her again until she grows quiet." The Harvester stepped to the bed and looked the doctor in the eye.
"I am afraid I left out one important feature in our little talk on the bridge," he said.