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&ot;its doyle hes been shot iss de bellefort shot hi hes the saloon can you e?&ot;

the stout doctor reacted proptly he asked a few curt estions, pulled on his bedroo slippers and a dressg-gown, picked up a little case of necessaries and aopanied fanthorp to the loun

sion had anad to t the dow beside hi open he was leang his head agast it, halg the air his face was a ghastly lour dr bessner ca over to hi

&ot;ha? ? what have we here?&ot;

a handkerchief dden with blood lay on the carpet and on the carpet itself was a dark sta

the doctors exaation was punctuated with teutonic grunts and exclaations &ot;yes, it is bad this the bone is fractured and a big loss of blood herr fanthorp, you and i t t hi to y cab - like this he cannot walk we t carry hi, th&ot;

as they lifted hi rnelia appeared the doorway catchg sight of her, the doctor uttered a grunt of satisfaction

&ot;ach, it is you? goot e with i have need of assistance you will be better than y friend here he looks a little pale already&ot;

fanthorp eitted a rather sickly sile

&ot;shall i t iss bowers?&ot; he asked

dr bessner threw a nsiderg glance over rnelia

&ot;you will do very well, young lady,&ot; he announced &ot;you will not fat or be foolish, he?&ot;

&ot;i can do what you tell ,&ot; said rnelia early

bessner nodded a satisfied fashion

the procession passed along the deck

the next ten utes was purely surgical