Clergy -- England -- Fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
To undeceive him, and to explain to the others that he was not the
expected surgeon, was a bitter task with which to begin his
ministrations; but he was greatly cheered to find that, even in their
disappointment, they took his coming as a kindly thing, and eyed him
with surprised gratitude. He told them the latest news from the
bank—that a cage would be rigged up in a few hours at farthest—and
then, conquering his physical shrinking, he knelt down by the least
injured man and tried to turn his surgical knowledge to account. It was
not much he could do, but it certainly eased the poor man’s present
sufferings. A bandage was laid more smoothly here, a little cotton-wool
readjusted there, a change of posture managed, a few hopeful words
uttered which helped the patient to fight against the shock—so that
presently he sank into a troubled sleep. Lindo tried to do his best for
the other also, terrible as was the task; but the man’s excitement and
unceasing restlessness, as well as his more serious injuries, made help
here of little avail.
When he rose, he found one of the watchers holding a cup of brandy
ready for him; and, sitting down upon the bench behind, he discovered a
coat laid there to make the seat more comfortable, though no one seemed
to have done it, or to be conscious of his surprise. They talked low to
him, and to one another, in a disjointed taciturn fashion, with immense
gaps and long intervals of silence. He learned that there were
twenty-seven men yet missing, but it was thought that the afterdamp had
killed them all. Those already found alive had been in the main
heading, where the current of air gave them a better chance.
One or other of the workers was continually going out to listen for the
return of the party who were exploring the workings near the foot of
the other shaft; and once or twice a member of this party, exhausted or
ill, looked in for a dose of tea or brandy, and then stumbled out again
to get himself conveyed to the upper air. These looked curiously at the
stranger, but, on some information being muttered in their ears, made a
point on going out of giving him a nod which was full of tacit
acknowledgment.
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