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Well, if I were a maker of wax dolls, I could make one just like her, I think, if I had some of old Doc's tail for hair and two pieces of coal for eyes." "Her eyes aren't black; they're like two pieces of brown velvet," objected Polly, "and her hair isn't a bit like Doc's tail; it is as soft as silk. Your nose must go up higher for that, sir."
"Then take a crew and search the ship. We were due back hours ago. He's in there somewhere." "Sure, Doc." The guard disappeared through the lock. The man called Doc motioned Greg and Johnny through into the main cabin. "What are you planning to do with us?" Greg demanded. "You'll find out soon enough." Doc's mouth twisted angrily. A guard burst into the cabin. "Doc, there's just nobody there!
It must be one of the lady doc's practical jokes it was sufficiently indelicate, he told himself. At any rate he would soon see Dubois returning crestfallen from his courting expedition, and the sight, he felt, was one he should relish. "I'll reserve my congratulations until you come," said the Dago Duke as he picked up his sheep-herder's staff and returned to his band of sheep.
It was a silent ride, except for Doc's questions about the sick woman. Her husband, George Lynn, was evasive and probably ignorant. He admitted that Harriet had been to the dispensary and small infirmary that Southport called a hospital. It was the only place in the entire Southern hemisphere where an operation could be performed legally.
"Doc's up again Will someways," said Jane. "Most folks is," added Mrs. Rust. "Doc's a bad one to get up against," observed Pretty. "If he's going to make Will talk, our men-folk 'll all get chasin' gold. I don't know, I'm sure. Seems to me a roast o' beef in the cook-stove's worth a whole bunch o' cattle that ain't yours.
Bind them don't let 'em get away Where's the water? "Water, water everywhere, Upon the deep blue sea; Water, water, here and there, But not a drop for me! "That used to be Doc's favorite song. Why don't you give poor Tom a drink? Where's Betty? She'll give her brother what he wants. Oh, Pep, Pep, don't leave your dad to die of thirst!" Richard uttered an exclamation, and grasped Frank's arm.
Van Zandt was washing dishes when Johnson stopped in with his request He prefaced it with an inquiry about the invalid. "Oh, he's doin' all right, I guess. Doc's give him something to make him sleep. I'll say this for the man he's a good doctor. He means to be a doctor while he's here, too. Nothing doing on the cooking job." "No?" "No, sir!
A sportsman he might be, of the sort who can shoot straight when necessity demands it, but never of that class who prowl through the forests with fingers tingling to pull the trigger, dreading to lose a chance of "letting blood" from any slim-legged moose or velvet-nosed buck which may run their way. It needed Doc's praise to make him feel fully satisfied with his deed.
"Old Doc's Lani!" he gasped. "She works for me now," Kennon said. Douglas laughed. It wasn't a nice sound. "All dressed up?" he asked. "Nice work." "That's my fault," Kennon said. "You know the rules," Douglas said. "I could blast you both." "Go ahead," Kennon said, "but if you do, you'll never find out what we're doing up here." Douglas hesitated.
You've been shot up, Jeff, an' Dad an' I we've just fixed you the best we know, an' the boys have gone right in for a wagon, an' a doctor. The doc's got to get in from Moose Creek, twenty miles away. That's what scares me." The smile in the man's eyes had deepened. "Don't get scared, Nan. I'm not dying." The girl thrilled at the assurance in the tired voice.
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