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“You sure did! We found a chunk of it And a trail of blood right to the edge of the lights But not enough to kill him, unfortunately”

“Find him! His name is Philip Dow There’s ten thousand dollars on his head I want to know if he is working for the Wrecker”

The Southern Pacific Coh-and-ready sort used to the puncture and crush wounds encountered in railroad building Bell was relieved that he was singularly uni had plowed through his flesh and hly ater Then he held up a bottle of carbolic acid “This is going to hurt”

“Blood poisoning will hurthis teeth There was cloth in the wound “Pour it on”

After the doctor dosed it with the fiery disinfectant, he dressed it “Youfor a couple of days But the bone’s all right Bet it hurts like the blazes”

“Yes,” Bell said, grinning at Marion, who looked a bit pale “Now that you mention it”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of that”

The doctor took a hypoder and started to draw a clear fluid into the barrel

“What’s that?” asked Bell

“Morphine hydrochloride You won’t feel a thing”

“No thanks, Doc I need a clear head”

“Suit yourself,” said the doctor “I’ll change that dressing toht, ma‘am”

Marion shut the door behind him

“Clear head? Isaac, you’ve been shot You’re white as a ghost The pain ht off?”

“I intend to,” said Bell, reaching for her with his good arm “That’s why I want a clear head”