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Updated: June 23, 2025
We were all flat in an instant except the Medico, the stubborn little brute, who stood until the tornado reached him, when in a twinkling he was cast on his back, with a violence sufficient, as I thought, to have driven his breath for ever and aye out of his body.
"That's your sort," responded the jolly old medico; "if you are hungry, there is not much wrong with you; but you mentioned breakfast. Have you any notion what time it may happen to be?" "Not much," I replied; "but I fear it is rather late." "That depends upon what you call late," he retorted. "Some of your town-bred dandies are only in their first nap about this time.
We picnicked with the patriarch of the Lebanon and his monks, under the world-famed cedars, and Bruat had a perfect duel of jokes there with a witty ship's surgeon named Camescasse, who was one of our party. I remember a funny saying of this same Camescasse, about a brother medico of his who retired into Brittany, where his practice was specially among the local aristocracy.
He rose, determinedly, shaking off Spear's detaining arm. In the doorway stood Dr. Jones. Again came the tiny cry. "It's a boy," said the medico, and held out his hand. But Adrian caught him by the shoulders. "My wife?" he asked. "How is she? Is there any " "Danger? No, it's over," said the doctor. "Sit down and calm yourself." Adrian relaxed a trifle. Finally his set face softened; he laughed.
Having thus received the oaths of all his followers, Captain Morgan commanded the surgeon of the expedition that, when the order was given, he, the medico, was to bore six holes in the boat, so that, it sinking under them, they might all be compelled to push forward, with no chance of retreat.
"I gather they've found the weapon," said the interested medico. "Yes," replied Tarling, "they have found the weapon." "Humph!" said the doctor, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "A pretty bad business." He looked at the other curiously. "What sort of a man was Thornton Lyne?" he asked. Tarling shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm a ship's medico, and she's now ashore." "It's a pity," said the resident doctor reflectively, as he watched a servant doing necessary work at the bedside. "She hasn't long to go as she is, yet I've seen such cases recover." As they left the room together they met Sheila and one of the daughters of the house. "I've come to see the sick woman from the ship, if I may," Sheila said.
I am regularly done up myself," quoth the Medico, as he descended to the gunroom. At this time of night, the prizes were all in a cluster under our lee quarter, like small icebergs covered with snow, and carrying every rag they could set. The Gleam was a good way a stern, as if to whip them in, and to take care that no stray piccaroon should make a dash at any of them.
Among the new arrivals at our "diggings" was a Mexican, who had followed the profession of a medico in former times, but who was now an inveterate gold hunter; one of the sort who are perpetually on the move from place to place, seeking placers of fabulous richness, but never working any claim long enough to fairly develop it.
The medico drew in a breath. "And at first sight in the highest degree mysterious," he said gravely. "Dr. The autopsy will take place elsewhere. The police are making notes of everything important, and after dark will remove the body quietly by the tower door. So I hope the ladies will know nothing of the tragedy just yet."
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