Faber felt more for the sufferings of some of the lower animals than for certain of his patients; but children and women he would serve like a slave.

The dumb appeal of her eyes almost unmanned him.
"I am sorry to see you so ill," he said, as he took her wrist.

"You are in pain: where ?" Her other hand moved toward her side in reply.

Every thing indicated pleurisy--such that there was no longer room for gentle measures.

She must be relieved at once: he must open a vein.