"Who is he ?" The doctor stared slightly at the unessential query.

"Don't know,--one of the river miners, I reckon.

It's an urgent case.

I'll go and get everything ready.

You'd better," he added, with an ominous glance at her gray frock, "put something over your dress." The suggestion made her grave, but did not alter her color.
A moment later she entered the room.