t mind me a bit think you could give the usually have my driver do it if you u tell me how � a right say did you hear me putting one over on these that are always in on party wires i hope they heard me well now don t you worry about he s getting along all right tomorrow you or one of the neighbors drive in and get this filled at s give him a every four hours good by lo here s the little fellow my lord it am t possible this is the fellow that used to be so sickly why say he s a great big now � going to be bigger n his s made the child with a delight which could not it was a humble wife who followed the busy doctor out to the carriage and her ambition was not to play better nor to build town halls but to chuckle at babies the sunset was merely a flush of rose on a dome of silver with oak twigs and thin branches against it but a on the horizon changed from a red to a tower of violet over with gray the purple road vanished and without lights in the darkness of a world destroyed they swayed on � toward nothing it was a cold way to the farm and she was asleep when they arrived here was no glaring new house with a proud but a low kitchen smelling of cream and mc was lying on a couch in the rarely used dining room his heavy work wife was shaking her hands in anxiety felt that would do something magnificent and startling but he was casual he greeted the man well well have to fix you up eh quietly to the wife hat die store my bag so � ist s supper got any of that good beer left � he had in four minutes his coat off his sleeves rolled up he was his hands in a tin basin in the sink using the bar of yellow kitchen soap had not dared to look into the farther room while she labored over the supper of beer bread moist and set on the kitchen table the man in there was groaning in her one glance she had seen that his blue flannel shirt was open at a tobacco brown neck the hollows of which were sprinkled with thin black and gray hairs he was covered with a sheet like a corpse and outside the sheet was his right arm wrapped in stained with blood but strode into the other room gaily and she fed main street him with surprising delicacy in his large fingers he the and revealed an arm which below the elbow was a mass of blood and raw flesh the man the room grew thick about her she was very she fled to a chair in the kitchen through the haze of she heard grumbling afraid it will have to come off what did you do fall on a blade well fix it right up couldn t � she couldn t get up then she was up her knees like water her stomach revolving a thousand times a second her eyes her ears full of roaring she couldn t reach the dining room she was going to faint then she was in the dining room leaning against the wall trying to smile flushing hot and cold along her chest and sides while say help mrs and me carry him in on the kitchen table no first go out and those two tables together and put a blanket on them and a clean sheet it was salvation to push the heavy tables to them to be exact in placing the sheet her head cleared she was able to look calmly in at her husband and the while they the wailing man got him into a clean and washed his arm came to lay out his instruments she realized that with no hospital yet with no worry about it her husband � her husband � was going to perform a operation that miraculous boldness of which one read in stories about famous she helped them to move into the kitchen the man was in such a that he would not use his legs he was heavy and of sweat and the stable but she put her arm about his waist her sleek head by his chest she at him she her tongue in imitation of s cheerful noises when was on the table laid a steel and cotton frame on his face suggested to now you sit here at his head and keep the dripping � about this fast see i ll watch his breathing look who s here real hasn t got a better one eh now now take it easy this won t hurt you a bit put you all nice and asleep and it won t hurt a bit bald man kind so bald s as she let the nervously trying to keep the that had indicated stared at her husband with the abandon of hero worship he shook his head bad bad light here mrs you stand right here and hold this lamp und lamp � by that glimmer he worked swiftly at ease the room was still tried to look at him yet not look at the blood the crimson the vicious the were sweet choking her head seemed to be floating away from her body her arm was feeble it was not the blood but the grating of the saw on the living bone that broke her and she knew that she had been fighting off that she was beaten she was lost in she heard s voice sick trot couple minutes will stay under now she was at a door in insulting circles she was on the stoop gasping forcing air into her chest her head clearing as she returned she caught 