hould inspect some
of the tents in Hansie's ward.

This arrangement suited her to perfection, for she wished, after she
had greeted her people in the Camp, to write an important letter,
destined for the north of Holland, for which she had had neither time
nor opportunity for many weeks.

The doctor's "hour or two in the Camp" lengthened to three, very
nearly four, and during the greater part of this time Hansie, sitting
in the tent which had been hers, wrote, without lifting her head.

"How shall I get this away? The censor must not set eyes on _this_,"
she mused as she folded the closely written sheets.

She put the envelope into her handbag, and just then "the girls"
trooped in from the Camp. Surprised greetings were exchanged and
explanations made as they all went into the big marquee where the
midday meal was being served.

The doctor was very hot and tired after his long visit of inspection,
but highly satisfied with the number of notes he had made, and the
meal passed off in animated conversation. When it was over, Dr. Franks
and Hansie went through the long rows of tents in her ward--her
"prize" tents she called them--and the doctor seemed much struck by
the extreme poverty and misery of the inmates. In one tent two little
boys were dying, and the distracted mother, when she heard the magic
word "doctor," implored him to save them. She was a widow and these
children were all she had. He knelt beside them and examined them with
his strong and gentle hands, shaking his head. There was no hope.

"Your ward is in a shocking state. But things were not as bad in the
dispensary and store-rooms as you made out last night," he said to her
on their way to the station.

There was a touch of reproof in the kind voice.

"You saw the small supply which is always kept for inspection,
doctor," she answered. "It is always there and is not touched when the
stores run out."

His face wore a troubled look, but he said no more.

When they parted at the station he said he would report on his visit,
to the Governor, and Hansie laughingly replied that she would report
too.

"For you are a Briton and I am a Boer. General Maxwell must have _two_
reports."

She found the Governor next day in the friendliest of moods and
evidently satisfied when she thanked him for the improvements in her
ward.

He told her that the Commandant, who had been at Irene when first she
came there, was going round the country to inspect all the