"I was trying to make myself stand fire.

I did not think whether I should be hit or not.

I am not afraid of bullets, Doctor; it's the horrible, fiendish noise that I cannot stand." "I know, my boy," the Doctor said kindly; "but it comes to the same thing.

You did put yourself in the way of bullets when your doing so was of no possible advantage, and it is almost a miracle that you escaped unhurt.

You must remain here quiet for the present.