Chapter 27

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​⁠The autumn sun struggled palely through the windows of the Children's Hospital, and sent a beam across the high narrow bed where Chick Flathers lay, suspiciously watching the proceedings of the attendant nurses. He was not at all sure that he had done right in coming. For two days he had been made to stay in bed, and this morning he had suffered his third bath and been deprived of his breakfast. H