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Then, quite naturally, this romance recalled to her the romance next door, so deliciously absorbing her waking and dreaming hours the romance of her own Miss Princess. Miss Princess Missy's more formal adaptation of Young Doc's soubriquet for Helen Greenleaf in the days of his romance was the most beautiful heroine imaginable.
If he was taking anodyne anyway for something or unconscious " "He was up in Northport six years ago for a kidney operation," Jake admitted doubtfully. "We had to chip in to pay for it. But you still didn't treat him, and he's cured. Face it, Doc, that plasma is no good inside the body." His hand tightened on Doc's shoulder again. "We're not blaming you.
"'Boys, says he, 'you might as well go to playing seven-up for his saddle and clothes, for his head's fractured and if he lives ten minutes it will be a remarkable case of longevity. "Of course we didn't gamble for the poor rooster's saddle that was one of Doc's jokes. But we stood around feeling solemn, and all of us forgive him for having talked us to death about New York.
A few minutes later he called back to Tempy in the kitchen and asked her if she'd been sinful enough to make two cups. Doc's dinner was ready for him when he got back from church, and it was real food that is to say, hot food, a-sizzling and a-smoking from the stove.
There was a wild light in her eyes. These were the fast teams of the town. All interest was centred in them. "Clear the track!" yelled the loafers. "The doc's good f'r 'em." "If she don't break." Albert was pulling at the sorrel heavily, absorbed in seeing, as well as he could for the flung snowballs, the doctor's mare draw slowly, foot by foot, past the blacks.
He wondered how much of Carlsen's increasing dominance over the skipper Lund had noticed. "Simms is Carlsen's dog!" exploded Lund. "The doc's got somethin' on him, mark me. Carlsen's a bad egg an', w'en he hatches, you'll see a buzzard. An' you wait till he's needed as a doctor on somethin' that takes more'n a few kind words or a lick out a bottle." There was a stir among the hunters.
But it was on the tall girl that Young Doc's gaze was riveted, the slender graceful figure which, for all its loveliness, had something pathetically drooping about it like a lily with a storm-bruised stem. Something in Young Doc's throat clicked, and every last trace of resentment and wounded pride magically dissolved.
The tragedy that had taken place had shaken his soul. He felt in a way responsible. "If the doc ain't busy now, I reckon Dave could use him," Bob said. "I reckon he needs a li'l' attention. Then I'm ready for grub an' a sleep twice round the clock. If any one asks me, I'm sure enough dead beat. I don't ever want to look at a shovel again." "Doc's fixin' up Lanier's burnt laig.
I sure didn't give him away. So why for do you raise sech a racket? An' anyway if he hangs you won't be married to him no more. You " He broke off, listening. The sound of a horse galloping could be plainly heard. The noise abruptly ceased, and the boy looked up with the light of understanding in his eyes. "One o' the boys, sis. One o' Doc's boys. Mebbe "
The rancher turned quickly upon his foreman. "Say, just get along into the shack there, and see how the Doc's making with young Syme. I need a talk with Whitstone." It was not without obvious and resentful reluctance that Lew Hank withdrew. Even his hardihood, however, was unequal to resisting so direct an order from his chief. The two men watched him out of earshot.
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