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'It's his innerds as is hurted, explained one of the bystanders, with that wonderful openness and way of making the worst of everything that is found in that class. 'The spine of his back most like, said another, 'like poor Johnson, over to Stokeley, as never walked another step arter his fall. 'Ay, he do look mortal bad! 'Tis a terrible bad job!
But when she tiptoed into Derry's room, and found hope and confidence there, found the blue eyes wide open, under the bandage, and heard the enchanting little voice announce, "I had hot milk, Mother," Rachael felt that her cup of joy was brimming. He had fallen out of the swing, Derry told her, and Dad had hurted him, and Jimmy added sensationally that Derry had broken his leg!
Then he reached up to the wound on his father's right cheek, and touched it gently with one small finger. It was so sore that the man flinched, and the child's hand was withdrawn instantly. "Oose's hurted," he exclaimed. "Pore poppa's all hurt up," added Vada tearfully. "Not hurt proper," said Scipio, with a wan smile. "Y'see, it was jest a game, an' an' the boys were rough. Now we'll git dinner."
When they were all seated uncomfortably in the huge covered vehicle the little boy gave Hawker a glance of recognition. "It hurted then, but it's all right now," he informed him cheerfully. "Did it?" replied Hawker. "I'm sorry." "Oh, I didn't mind it much," continued the little boy, swinging his long, red-leather leggings bravely to and fro. "I don't cry when I'm hurt, anyhow."
The dogs, who knew Ranald well, ceased their clamor, but not before the kitchen door opened and Don Cameron came out. Don was about a year older than Ranald and was his friend and comrade. "It's me, Don and Mrs. Murray there." Don gazed speechless. "And what " he began. "Father is not well. He is hurted, and Mrs. Murray is going to see him, and we must go."
A streak of light from the partially closed door of Grace's room fell upon her face as she came forward, and it was drawn and pale. "Oh, Miss Melbury I would say Mrs. Fitzpiers," she said, wringing her hands. "This terrible news. Is he dead? Is he hurted very bad? Tell me; I couldn't help coming; please forgive me, Miss Melbury Mrs. Fitzpiers I would say!"
Wash paused, looked back at his companion in the wagon; then to Young Matt, and then to the girl on the horse. "That's right," he said, shaking his head with ponderous gravity. "You all hear him. He ain't never hurted me, nary a bit. Nary a bit, ladies an' gentlemen. But, good Lord! look at him! Hain't hit awful!"
"Oh, Miss Helen, you looked so turrible, I made sure you was hurted," the old woman was saying. Helen gazed strangely at her bruised wrists, at the one stocking that hung down over her shoe-top, at the rent which had bared her shoulder to the profane gaze of those grinning, beady-eyed Mexicans. "My body's not hurt," she whispered.
The babe was staring out from under the table, his small face working in his excitement. The ragged girl went stealthily over to the corner where the urchin lay. "Are yehs hurted much, Jimmie?" she whispered timidly. "Not a damn bit! See?" growled the little boy. "Will I wash deh blood?" "Naw!" "Will I " "When I catch dat Riley kid I'll break 'is face! Dat's right! See?"
"Yes, very: but what makes you limp so, my child?" "Mine foot's come hurted again!" Bruno mournfully replied. And he sat down on the ground, and began nursing it. The Professor held his head between his hands an attitude that I knew indicated distraction of mind. "Better rest a minute," he said. "It may be better then or it may be worse. If only I had some of my medicines here!
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