The doctor nodded. "Yes, yes, but I doubt whether you can keep it,
boys."
"I think," Carter said, slowly, "that if it was rightly put Miss Morrill
might--"
"That sweet-faced girl?" The doctor's gray eyes lit with approval, and
the cloud swept back from Bender's rugged face.
"If she only would!" the giant stammered, "I'd--" He cast about for a
fitting recompense, and finding none worth, finished, "There ain't a
damn thing I wouldn't do for her."