"We shouldn't have been gone so long. What's this did ye say, Poleski?
Well, 'tis the only thing I can do for her. After I left you I went
and got these. They're great believers in herbs in this counthry, and
by the light of what I have seen, so am I. The poor people never use
anything else, and I've seen some fine cures. It's unprofessional, but
it's giving her a chance and as I told you I can't operate." He
withdrew his fingers hurriedly.
"Faith, that jade with the dark eyes knew what she was doing when she
made this water hot! They're ready now, and I'll want a piece of stuff
to lay them on. Find me a piece of the colleen's finery, something old
that she won't be wanting to use any more."
He pronounced the last two words as "ANNIE MOORE," and would have been
furious if the fact had been pointed out to him, for like all Irishmen
he would never admit the possession of a brogue.
A pale blue silk scarf was found, and ruthlessly utilised as a bandage.
Then Emile lifted the inert figure, while the doctor wound it round her
throat and fastened it securely.
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