I saw that it was the figure of a man staggering very much.
I ran out and found that it was you, Lieutenant Kenton. You were
bleeding at the chin, where apparently some one had struck you very hard,
and you were so thoroughly dazed that you did not know where you were or
who you were."
"Yes, he hit me very hard, just as you supposed, Miss Carden," said Harry,
feeling gently his sore and swollen chin.
"I half led and half dragged you into my house--there was nowhere else
I could take you--and, as you were sinking into a stupor, I managed to
make you lie down on my bed. I bound up your wound, while you were
unconscious, and then I went for Lieutenant Dalton."
"And she saved your life, too, you young wanderer. No doubt of that,"
said Dalton reprovingly. "This is what you get for roaming away from my
care. Lucky you were that an angel like Miss Carden saved you from dying
of exposure. If I didn't know you so well, Harry, I should say that you
had been in some drunken row."
"Oh, no! not that!" exclaimed Miss Carden. "There was no odor of liquor
on his breath."
"I was merely joking, Miss Carden," said Dalton. "Old Harry here is one
of the best of boys, and I'm grateful to you for saving him and coming to
me.
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