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Show Nettie, Page 11 to do. Mama fought back the tears, knowing all her strength would be needed in the next few hours. Henry and Doc Levers hurried into the house. Will and Robert gathered in from school. It was a hushed time, full of apprehension, as the doctor examined Frank. "I've done what I could for his fractured jaw. No way of telling yet how bad he's hurt inside. Just have to give him some time." "Is he awake yet, Doc?" Papa wanted to know. "No, Alma, he's still unconscious." Doc Levers left instructions with Mama, and went on his way. Mama's aching heart found some relief in resumed activity. "Brigham, take Nettie, Alice and Clarence to Annie's. Tell her what's happened and ask her to keep them for a while so's I can tend to Frank. Will, Robert, watch for the elders. They'll want to administer to Frank as soon as they get here." Nettie strained for a look at Frank as she passed the doorway, but Brig hurried her by and out the door. Her heart yearned toward her brother, and she longed to stay and sit by his bed and have him talk to her as he always did. But seven-year-old children aren't much help when it comes to accidents and Mama had her way. It was a full day before Brigham came back to Annie's. But it wasn't to take them home. "Brig, how's Frank, can we go home now? I want to see Frank," Nettie danced in front of her big brother. "H-h-hush, girl, let me t-t-talk to Annie, andlthen I'll t-t-tell you |