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Dr Winters spoke slowly, al"

"Might?" Honoria echoed

"It’s too soon to tell for sure But if he does keep it" – he looked at both Honoria and her ood work"

Honoria blinked in surprise; she had not expected a commendation Then she asked the question she dreaded: "But will he live?"

The doctor’s eyes met Honoria’s with frank steadiness "He will certainly live if we a"

Honoria’s lips trembled "What do you mean?" she whispered But she knew exactly what he meant; she just needed to hear hi at this moment he will live" He looked back over at Marcus, as if another glance , he may very well recover completely Or he ress"

Honoria went still Only her eyes , and then back "Hoe know?" she asked quietly

Dr Winters tilted his head to the side in question

"Hoe knohen toin voluns to look for," the doctor replied "If you begin to see streaks of red , for example, ill knoe must amputate"

"And if that does not happen, does that ?"

"Not necessarily," the doctor ade in the wound’s appearance, I shall take that as a good sign"

Honoria nodded slowly, trying to take it all in "Will you re to pack up his bag "II do not think ill need to make any decision before then"

"You do not think?" Honoria asked sharply "Then you are not certain?"

Dr Winters sighed, and for the first time since he’d entered the room, he looked tired "One is never certain in medicine, my lady I would that were not the case" He looked over at the hose curtains were pulled back to reveal the endless green of Fense But not in our lifetime, I fear Until then, my job remains as much of an art as a science"