s deft fingers. There was no
hesitation. There was no fumbling. There was the sure indication
of accurate knowledge, the obvious self-confidence of experience in
everything he did. Even to her untutored eyes the doctor seemed to be
walking with a very firm tread.

At length, after an hour's work, he turned to Mandy who was assisting
him and said:

"Now you can both go to sleep. I shall need you no more till morning. I
shall keep an eye on him. Off you go. Good-night."

"You will be sure to call me if I can be of service," said Mandy.

"I shall do no such thing. I expect you to sleep. I shall look after
this end of the job."

"He is very sure of himself, is he not?" said Moira in a low tone to her
sister-in-law as they passed out of the tent.

"He has a right to be," said Mandy proudly. "He knows his work, and now
I feel as if I can sleep in peace. What a blessed thing sleep is," she
added, as, without undressing, she tumbled on to the couch prepared for
her.

"Is Dr. Martin very clever? I mean, is he an educated man?"

"What?" cried Mandy. "Dr. Martin what?"

"Is he very clever? Is he--an educated man?"

"Eh, what?" she repeated, yawning desperately. "Oh, I was asleep."

"Is he clever?"

"Clever? Well, rather--" Her voice was trailing off again into slumber.

"And is he an educated man?"

"Educated? Knows his work if that's what you mean. Oh-h--but I'm
sleepy."

"Is he a gentleman?"

"Eh? What?" Mandy sat up straight. "A gentleman? I should say so! That
is, he is a man all through right to his toe-tips. And gentle--more
gentle than any woman I ever saw. Will that do? Good-night." And before
Moira could make reply she was sound asleep.

Before the night was over the opportunity was given the doctor to
prove his manhood, and in a truly spectacular manner. For shortly
after midnight Moira found herself sitting bolt upright, wide-awake and
clutching her sister-in-law in wild terror. Outside their tent the night
was hideous with discordant noises, yells, whoops, cries, mingled with
the beating of tom-toms. Terrified and trembling, the two girls sprang
to the door, and, lifting the flap, peered out. It was the party of
braves returning from the great powwow so rudely interrupted by Cameron.
They were returning in an evil mood, too, for they were enraged at the
arrest of Eagle Feather and three accomplices in his crime, disappointed
in the interruption of their sun dance and its attendant joys of feast
a