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There were big red spots on his cheeks and I knew that was the consumption that showed whenever he got excited. He was all by himself up there and he looked kind of wild I can't exactly tell you.. Then I opened Westy's shirt and I saw he had a ring with two keys hanging there and they must have pressed into his chest and cut him.
It kind of scared me, because there was so much blood, but Doc said, "Give me the iodine that's nothing." And I knew he knew what he was talking about. While he was putting iodine in the cut I felt in Westy's pocket like Doc told me to do, but there wasn't any knife there. But there was something else there and I pulled it out. Oh, gee, I hate to tell you about it. It was my two dollar bill.
As Amherst came out of the hospital, he heard Miss Brent declining a seat in Westy's phaeton. "Thank you so much; but there's some one here I want to see first one of the operatives and I can easily take a Hanaford car." She held out her hand with the smile that ran like colour over her whole face; and Westy, nettled by this unaccountable disregard of her privileges, mounted his chariot alone.
He addressed himself deliberately to the selecting and lighting of a cigarette. "Truscomb is down and out resigned, 'the wise it call. And the alterations at Westmore are going to cost a great deal more than my experienced son-in-law expected. This is Westy's morning budget he and Amherst had it out last night.
So I signals a fray-juggler to pull up more chairs, and we has quite a reunion. Seems they'd been on a long honeymoon trip: done the whole Pacific coast, stopped off a while at Banff, and worked hack home through Quebec and the White Mountains. Think of all the carfares and tips to bell-hops that means! He don't have to worry, though. Income is Westy's middle name.
Ellsworth, but wait until Skinny had taken the oath and knew all the laws and all about scouting, and then maybe say something to him, how we thought maybe he had made a mistake sometime and would like to fix it right. Westy said we'd call it just getting off the trail. Westy's a mighty nice fellow, you bet, and he's a good scout.
These influences were visible in the temperate warmth of Westy's manner, and in his way of keeping a backward eye on the mute interchange of comment about the chess-board.
I could see that Westy's face was kind of white and his lips were tight together and I knew be didn't intend to say anything. Now, I can tell you just exactly what Mr. Ellsworth said, because I remembered it and I wrote it down right afterwards. First I was afraid Westy would say something and I didn't want him to, because well, you'll see. So now I'll copy what Mr. Ellsworth said.
Then I saw some blood on the front of Westy's khaki shirt. But Doc saw it first and he said, "Open his shirt, maybe he has something hanging from his neck that cut him. Feel and see if he has a knife in his breast pocket. Open his shirt first. Give me the iodine and some bandage, one of you fellows."
Do you mind if I make another stain on this one? I've got a sort of an idea." "Go ahead," I said. So now I'll tell you just what he did and you'll see how it solved the puzzle. And, believe me, you'll have to admit that Westy's a pretty smart fellow. If you have an old book you don't care anything about, you can even try it and you don't even need an oar-lock.
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