"That will give him a hope, if nothing more." "Dis nigger's 'feered de doctor done gone away." "If he isn't there, we can't have him; but hurry up, Uncle Job, and come over and tell us if he isn't there," said the soldier, as he hurried away as rapidly as he came, evidently believing that hope was a panacea to a sick man.
As the soldier did not offer to come into the cabin, Mr.Pennant had come out of his hiding-place, and had heard all that was said by the soldier, even while he was in concealment.
"Is there any doctor at the big house ?" asked the lieutenant as soon as Job entered the house.
"No, sar; all de family done leave, an' was gwine to New Orleans.

Arter a while I go to de fort and tell de sodgers the doctor done gone," replied Job.
"I will go with you, Uncle Job," added Mr.Pennant quietly.
"You, Massa Gumboat!" cried the negro.

"De sodgers put de bagonet frou your crop like a knife frou a pullet's froat!" "Not if you tell them I am the doctor," added the lieutenant.
"De doctor! Be you a doctor, sar ?" "I have done something in the business, and perhaps I can cure the man who is sick, if they have the proper medicine," added the officer.
"Dey hab de medicine at de big house." "Can you get into it ?" "Yes, sar; de oberseer's sick abed, and dis nigger go right in like massa hisself," replied Job, as he led the way in the direction of the planter's house.
The Russian was sent to the boat to await the return of the lieutenant; but he was instructed not to open his mouth to his shipmates in regard to what had been done on the island.

Job found a way to get into the big house, and conducted the officer to the dispensary, where he had so often gone for remedies for his ailments.

He found what he wanted, and then he felt reasonably certain that he should make a success of his professional visit to the soldier.