But it was
an obvious effort.
Miss Dixon staggered, and would have fallen had not Alice stepped
forward quickly and caught her.
"You really ought to have a doctor," Alice said, anxiously. "A
sprained ankle is sometimes quite serious."
"I don't need a doctor!" exclaimed the ingenue, sharply. "I shall be
all right. It will take some little time to repair the fence, and by
then----"
"You must let me attend to you," broke in a motherly voice, and Mrs.
Maguire, who, as Cora Ashleigh, had finished her part in a little
drama, came bustling over. "I'll put some hot compresses on your
ankle, and that will take out the pain," went on the elderly actress.
"Come along."
And Miss Dixon was glad enough to go. Mrs. Maguire was really a sort
of "mother" to the others of the company, and many a physical ache
and pain, as well as some mental ones, yielded to her ministering
care.
"Now, then, Pop, how are you coming on with that fence?" asked the
manager a little later.
"Oh, I'll get her done some time to-day if you don't give me too much
else to do," was the answer.
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