The next moment Pollyanna heard voices, and very soon their owners appeared three men carrying a stretcher and various other articles.
The tallest of the party--a smooth-shaven, kind-eyed man whom Pollyanna knew by sight as "Dr.Chilton"-- advanced cheerily.
"Well, my little lady, playing nurse ?" "Oh, no, sir," smiled Pollyanna.

"I've only held his head--I haven't given him a mite of medicine.

But I'm glad I was here." "So am I," nodded the doctor, as he turned his absorbed attention to the injured man..