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"You ought to have gone to the doctor, or had him, same as Mr Marston did." "Tchah!" ejaculated Hickathrift. "Why, he had no bones broken. Doctors don't understand bone-setting." "Who says so?" "The bone-setter." "Well, is it getting better, Hicky?" "Oh yes! It ar'n't very bad. Going down to the drain?" "Yes. Mr Marston's found a curious great piece of wood, and the men are digging it out."
"Oh, if Black Bill only would go a little faster!" "Fact," said Mr. Tisbett, rolling the tobacco quid into his other cheek. "I was what ye might call a nat'ral doctor, bone-setter, and all that; never took a diplomy but land sakes alive, I donno's it's necessary, when ye got to make a bone into shape, to set an' pint to a piece o' paper to tell where ye was eddicated.
It was not so to be; the moaning ceased not, but toward evening it died away to sighing, continual and profound nature's protest against a burden too heavy to be borne, or the slow inroad of death-dealing poison. About midnight came Eutrope Gagnon, bringing Tit'Sebe the bone-setter. He was a little, thin, sad-faced man with very kind eyes.
Horace Bellingham, a kind of professional bone-setter, whose province was the reduction of society fractures, speaking medically. And Mr. Bellingham, scenting a patient, and moreover being strongly attracted to him on his own merits, had immediately broached the subject of the Nihilist Nicholas, drawing the conclusion that the man of the emergency was Claudius, and Claudius only.
"But I say, Hicky, what did the doctor say to your hand? Will it soon get well?" "Didn't go to the doctor, lad." "Why, what did you do then?" "Went to old Mikey Dodbrooke, the bone-setter." "What did you go to him for?" "Because it's his trade. He knows how to mend bones better than any doctor." "Father says he's an old sham, and doesn't understand anything about it," said Dick.
If my uncle won't let me study physical science in Germany, I had rather go on here, where I can be let alone to study it for myself." "I do not think you understand what you would throw away. What is the difference between Higg, the bone-setter, and Dr. Leslie?" "Higg can do that one thing just by instinct. He is uneducated."
The old man was about to proceed when he heard a noise in the hall, and looking up he observed Robelot for the first time. His face at once betrayed his great annoyance. "You were there, were you?" he said. The bone-setter smiled obsequiously. "Yes, Monsieur, quite at your service." "You have been listening, eh?" "Oh, as to that, I was waiting to see if Madame Courtois had any commands for me."
All the midwives in the town are his intelligencers; but nurses and young merchants' wives that would fain conceive with child, these are his idolaters. He is a more unjust bone-setter than a dice-maker. He hath put out more eyes than the small-pox; more deaf than the cataracts of Nilus; lamed more than the gout; shrunk more sinews than one that makes bowstrings, and killed more idly than tobacco.
There was a stranger with him, but no sign of the Arrowhead Ranch cowboy doctor; which would indicate that, having done his duty, the roving physician and bone-setter had returned to his regular business, which was roping and branding cattle. Colonel Haywood was a man in the prime of life.
Doctor Gendron, with whom you served, was praising your cleverness a moment ago." The bone-setter shuddered, not so imperceptibly as to escape Plantat, who continued: "Yes, the good doctor said he never had so intelligent an assistant. 'Robelot, said he, 'has such an aptitude for chemistry, and so much taste for it besides, that he understands as well as I many of the most delicate operations."
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