"
"I'm not going to give 'em to you all at once, Ted Martin!"
"Well, maybe in two doses then. How many are there?"
"Oh, there's a lot. I'm going to take some myself."
"You are not!" and Teddy sat up so quickly that he hit the top of
the sheet-tent with his head and made it slide from the chair.
"There! Look what you did!" cried Janet. "Now you've gone and
spoiled everything!"
"Oh, well, I'll fix it," said Ted, rather sorry for what he had
done. "But you can't eat my chocolate pills."
"I can so!"
"You cannot! Who ever heard of a nurse taking the medicine from a
sick soldier?"
"Well, anyhow--well, wouldn't you give me some chocolate candy if
you had some, and I hadn't?" asked Janet.
"Course I would, Jan. I'm not stingy!"
"Well, these pills are just like chocolate candy, and if I give 'em
all to you--"
"Oh, well, then I'll let you eat _some_," agreed Ted. "But you wanted
me to play this game of bein' a sick soldier, and if I'm sick I've got
to have the medicine."
"Yes, I'll give you the most," Janet agreed. "Now you lie down and
groan and I'll hear you out on the battlefield and come and save your
life."
So, after Janet had fixed the sheet over him again, Teddy lay back
on the blanket and groaned his very best.
"Oh, it sounds as real as anything!" exclaimed the little girl in
delight. "Do it some more, Ted!"
Thereupon her brother groaned more loudly until Janet stopped him by
dropping two or three chocolate pills into his opened mouth.
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