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The Sleeping Wolf
"We’llseeaboutthat,"assertedtheJudge,ashestartedforthetelephone.
"Frankly,hehasonechanceinathousand,"announcedthesurgeon,afterhehadworkedanhourandahalfonWhiteFang.
Dawnwasbreakingthroughthewindowsanddimmingtheelectriclights. Withtheexceptionofthechildren,thewholefamilywasgatheredaboutthesurgeontohearhisverdict.
"Onebrokenhind-leg,"hewenton. "Threebrokenribs,oneatleastofwhichhaspiercedthelungs. Hehaslostnearlyallthebloodinhisbody. Thereisalargelikelihoodofinternalinjuries. Hemusthavebeenjumpedupon. Tosaynothingofthreebulletholesclearthroughhim. Onechanceinathousandisreallyoptimistic. Hehasn’tachanceintenthousand."
"Buthemustn’tloseanychancethatmightbeofhelptohim,"JudgeScottexclaimed. "Nevermindexpense. PuthimundertheX-ray—anything. Weedon,telegraphatoncetoSanFranciscoforDoctorNichols. Noreflectiononyou,doctor,youunderstand;buthemusthavetheadvantageofeverychance."
Thesurgeonsmiledindulgently. "OfcourseIunderstand.Hedeservesallthatcanbedoneforhim. Hemustbenursedasyouwouldnurseahumanbeing,asickchild. Anddon’tforgetwhatItoldyouabouttemperature. I’llbebackatteno’clockagain."
WhiteFangreceivedthenursing. JudgeScott’ssuggestionofatrainednursewasindignantlyclamoureddownbythegirls,whothemselvesundertookthetask. AndWhiteFangwonoutontheonechanceintenthousanddeniedhimbythesurgeon.