The things we do!

They came running now from all sides. Between them they carried
Josephine back to her room and placed her once more upon her couch.
"Saddle up, Eleazar," commanded Dunwody. "Get a
doctor--Jamieson--from St. Genevieve as fast as you can. The
lady's arm is broken."
"Pardon, Monsieur," he began, "but it is far for St. Genevieve.
Me, I have set h'arm before now. Suppose I set heem now, then go
for the doc'?"
"Could you do that?" demanded Dunwody.
"Somehow, yes, me," answered Eleazar. Dunwody nodded. Without
further speech the old man rolled up his sleeves and addressed
himself to his task. Not without skill, he approached the broken
ends of the ulna, which was fractured above the wrist. Having done
this without much difficulty he called out for splints, and when
some pieces of thin wood were brought him he had them shaped to his
needs, adjusted about them his bandage and made all fast. His
patient made no sound of suffering. She only panted, like a
frightened bird held in the hand, although the sobbing of Jeanne
filled the room.


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