Chapter XXI

THE MAN KILLER

"WE must lift him out of the mud!
Oh-h! even if it hurts him--terribly
-we'll have to lift him to a dry spot."

It was Pemrose Lorry who spoke. Together
with her Camp Fire sisters she
had taken some training in first aid. And
one agonizing accident which she had been
told how to deal with was the case of a
knee-cap displaced or broken.

There almost seemed to be a broken
head on her own young shoulders through
which wild, streaky lights and??shadows
came stealing, like moonlight through
cracked shutters whose chinks are not
wide enough to reveal clearly any object
in a room.

It was the same breathlessly unreal
feeling--the same dim moonlit groping,
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