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"We're at a point where we need orders, for we've had to lay down one part of the work while waiting for further instructions." "I can't help you any, then," replied Rutter. "Sorry, but before I could give any orders I'd need a few myself." At eleven o'clock that night Dr. Gitney arrived, with saddle-bags full of medicines and other necessaries.
Several gasps of astonishment broke on the air, but the greatest gasp of all came from Reade himself. "I think you need a little sleep now, sir," urged Tom. "I'm not out of my head," smiled Timothy Thurston wanly. "Doc Gitney will tell you that. Come -for I'm growing very tired. Can you swing this outfit and push the S.B. & L. through within charter time?"
Thurston didn't know what he was doing." "If that is all you required of me, Reade, rest easy and go ahead with the big trust that has been placed in your hands," replied Dr. Gitney. "Then help me to get a few things out of the chief's tent that we shall need," replied Tom. "Tell me what the things are," rejoined the physician, "and I'll pass them out.
Harry carried the order to the driver, then hurried back. "How are our sick men?" he asked. "Both alive, but delirious. Doc Gitney has a man nurse to help him now." "Did Mr. Rutter leave any orders for me?" pressed Harry. "No; Rutter is in charge of the actual field work only." "Who gives the main orders?" "I do -unless New York changes the plan." Tom hastily narrated what had taken place in Mr.
Tom was apparently the only one in camp, after the excitement started, who had noted that Dave Fulsbee, at the first shots, had leaped to his horse and vanished down the trail to the eastward. At this moment a party of a dozen, headed by Professor Coles, came in on foot, bearing young Reynolds with them. "Harry, mount one of the saddled horses and rush down yonder for Doc Gitney," Tom ordered.
You and he will not need to conflict with each other in any way. Also notify the president of the road, at the New York offices. Wire him at once. Now -thank you all, gentlemen. I believe I shall have to stop and go to sleep." "Get out, all of you," came firmly from bearded, middle-aged Dr. Gitney.
"Here, stop that cackling," ordered Reade in the same low voice that he had been using. "Let's get away from the chief's tent. We'll disturb him with our noise." Dr. Gitney, entering the big tent five minutes later, found Mr. Thurston very much awake, for he had heard the low-voiced conversation outside the tent. Mr.
"Gitney says that Reynolds ought to come along all right, as far as the mere wound itself is concerned," Hazelton added. "What will have to be looked out for is suppuration. If pus forms in and around the wound it may carry Reynolds off, for there are no hospital conveniences to be had in this wild neck of the woods." "Is the doctor staying with Reynolds?"
"Doc Gitney says he won't allow any caller within a thousand feet of his patients," Tom smiled. "And Doc seems to be a man of his word." Both Mr. Thurston and Mr. Blaisdell were now weakly conscious, in a half-dazed sort of way. Their cases were progressing favorably on the whole, though it would be weeks ere either would be fit to take charge of affairs.
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