It will be a comfort to the two girls, for they are little more, to have a woman with them." "There's nothing to be done for Donald, I suppose ?" Reuben asked.
"Nothing.

The wound is hardly bleeding at all.

I told them that, as far as I knew, the best thing was to keep on it a flannel dipped in warm water, and wrung out; and that they should give him a little broth, or weak brandy and water, whenever he seemed faint.

My surgery does not go beyond that.

If it had been a smashed finger, or a cut with an axe, or even a broken limb, I might have been some good; for I have seen plenty of accidents of all kinds, since I came out twenty years ago, but a bullet wound in the body is beyond me, altogether." After the meal was cooked and eaten, there was a consultation as to what had best be done next.