erfully under the wise little manager's treatment. To her plea
that she could walk upstairs to her room, if assisted by two of her
friends, Miss Remson would not listen.

"Wait until the doctor comes, my dear," she insisted. "He will know
what's best for you."

News of the accident having spread through the Hall, girls hurried from
all parts of the house to the living room, where they were promptly
headed off by Lucy, Marjorie and Jerry from intruding upon Katherine.
Thus far neither the Sans nor the four freshmen who roomed at the Hall
had put in an appearance.

The arrival of Doctor Thurston, a large, kindly man of about forty, was
a relief to all concerned. Very gently he lifted Katherine in his
strong arms and carried her upstairs to her room.

"She has had a narrow escape," he told her anxious friends, a little
later. "Her back is sprained. It is a wonder it was not broken. Two
weeks in bed and she will be all right again. Students who drive their
own cars should go slowly along the campus part of the road. There are
always girls in plenty on foot. The one who ran her down must have had
very poor policy not even to sound a horn."

CHAPTER XIII.

A PAINFUL INTERVIEW.

As a result of a private conference among the Lookouts that evening, a
trained nurse arrived on Sunday afternoon to look after their injured
friend. Ronny, with her usual magnificent generosity, wished to take the
expenses for Katherine's care and treatment upon herself. To this her
chums would not hear. "We all love Kathie," Muriel declared. "I think we
ought to divide her expenses among us." Lucy Warner was particularly
pleased with Muriel's proposal. She had earned an extra hundred dollars
that summer by doing typing in the evenings. She felt, therefore, that
she held the right to offer a portion of it in the cause of her
particular friend.

"It seems too bad to go on having good times with poor Kathie so sick,"
deplored Marjorie, as she and Jerry softly closed the door of the
latter's room after a brief visit to her following their return from
Houghton House.

"I know it, but what good will it do us to cut out recreation, so long
as we can't spend the time with her?" argued Jerry. "We know she is all
right and going to get well. It isn't as though she wasn't expected to
live. The nurse said a lot of the girls had come to her door to inquire
for her. She wouldn't let any of 'em see her. I think the Sans have been
on the job. They