ing-maid was
evidence enough of the actuating cause of his journey. He had
heard somewhat of these strangers at Tallwoods house.

"I'll been forget to tell the _docteur_ h'all about Mr. Dunwodee,"
began Eleazar.

"What business have you to forget!" demanded Jamieson sternly.
"Has anything gone wrong?"

"_Mon pere_," began Hector, "I'll tol' him, if he didn't tell the
_docteur_ about how Monsieur Dunwodee he'll broke it his leg some
more--"

"What's that?" The doctor whirled upon him.

"It's quite true," said Josephine. "He had a fall, here in the
house. He thinks he has broken the injured bone. I didn't know
for a long time that he had been shot. He stood out here last
night talking to me."

"_Stood_ out here--_talking_ to you--with his leg broken
through--the front bone? Couldn't you have any mercy? You didn't
have to _use_ that broken wrist, but he--standing around--"

"He did not tell me, until the last moment. He said he thought he
had a little fever and believed he would take a little quinine."

"Oh, quinine--a Missourian would take that to save his immortal
soul--and quite as well as to take it for a broken bone like that.
I did the best I could with it--out there in the dark, but it
wasn't half dressed. Come--" He motioned Josephine to follow him
to Dunwody's room.

Eleazar had slunk away about the house, but Hector, left alone with
Jeanne, improved the shining hour. In a few moments he had
informed her that he was most happy to see one so beautiful, one,
moreover, who spoke his own tongue--although perhaps, it was true,
not quite as that tongue was spoken in Canada. As for himself, he
was a cooper, and had a most excellent business, yonder at St.
Genevieve. But the society of St. Genevieve--ah, well! And so on,
very swimmingly.

In the sick chamber Jamieson advanced with one glance at Dunwody's
fevered face. "What's up, Dunwody?" said he. "What has gone
wrong? Easy now, never mind."

He shook his head over the results of his first scrutiny. He
turned to Josephine, "Have you ever seen anybody hurt?"

"I've been on two battlefields," said she. "I've nursed a little."

Dunwody turned to her a face whose eyes now were glazed with
suffering. He nodded to Jamieson without any word.

"Sally, get some hot water, quick!" called out Jamieson in the
hall. "So, now, old man, let's see."

He stripped the covering quite down and bared the lower limb,
removing the bandage which he had