[Blue Jackets by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookBlue Jackets CHAPTER TWELVE 9/12
He'll soon come round.
Ever see a wound dressed before ?" "No, sir," I said, repressing a shudder. "Don't tease the boys, doctor," said Mr Reardon sharply; "get the wound dressed." "Well, I am dressing it, arn't I ?" said the doctor cheerily, and as if he enjoyed his task.
"I must draw the edges together first." He had taken what seemed to be a pocket-book from his breast and laid it open, and as I looked on, feeling sick myself, I saw him really put in three or four stitches, and then strap up and bandage the wound, just as Barkins came to and looked about wonderingly. "I didn't faint, did I ?" he said anxiously. The doctor laughed. "There, lie down in your berth," he said.
"Let me help you." He assisted my messmate gently enough, and then said laughingly-- "One can dress your wound without having three men to hold you.
I say, Reardon, isn't it waste of good surgical skill for me to be dressing the prisoners' wounds, if you folk are going to hang them ?" "I don't know that we are going to hang them," said the lieutenant quietly.
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