"I'll tell you more about it tomorrow, Mark."
Dr. Davenal's tone was so very grave that Mark Cray stared. He
thought--Mark Cray almost thought that there was a shade of reproof in
it, meant for him.
"I am sure she has no serious hurt," he exclaimed.
"Well, Mark, I can say nothing positively yet. In the state she is,
and in this place, it is not easy to ascertain: but _I fear she has_."
"My goodness!" cried Mark, conscious that he was but the veriest tyro
beside that man of skill, of unerring practice, Richard Davenal, and
feeling very little at the moment. "What is the hurt, sir?" he asked
in a loud tone.
"Hold your tongue about it," said the doctor. "Time enough to proclaim
it abroad when the fact has been ascertained that there is one."
Oswald Cray came up, having distinguished the doctor in the moonlight.
"I wish you'd come and look at a poor fellow, Dr. Davenal, who wants a
word of cheering. A word of such from you, you know sends the spirits
up. You should have seen the man's face lighten when I said you were
here."
"Who is it?" asked the doctor, turning off with alacrity.
"Poor Bigg the fireman. You know him, I daresay. He is badly scalded
and bruised."
"Oh, his hurts are nothing," slightingly spoke Mark Cray. "He seems
one of those groaners who cry out at a touch of pain."
"Mark," said the doctor, stopping, "allow me to tender you a word of
advice--do not fall into that, by some, professed to be entertained
idea, that nobody can, or ought, to feel pain; or, if they feel it,
that they ought not to show it. It is unnatural, untruthful; and to my
mind, particularly unbecoming in a medical man. Pain to some natures
is all but an impossibility to bear; it is all that can be imagined of
agony; it is as if every moment of its endurance were that of death.
The nervous organisation is so sensitively delicate, that even a touch
of pain, as you express it, which most people would scarcely feel,
would certainly not cry out over, is to them the acutest suffering. As
a surgeon and anatomist you ought to know this."
"He's only a fireman," returned Mark. "Nobody expects those rough
fellows to be sensitive to pain."
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