But Cameron, glancing quietly at him, continued to discuss the condition of the boy.
"Yes, you must get the doctor here at once.

There is danger of blood-poisoning.

The boy may lose his foot." And he continued to describe the gruesome possibilities of neglect of that lacerated wound.
As he rose from the couch the boy caught his arm.
"You' squaw good.

Come see me," he said.

"Good--good." The eager look in the fevered eye touched Cameron.
"All right, boy, I shall tell her," he said.