"Give"s another shake of your hand, MacLure; I"m proud to have met you; you are an honour to our profession. Mind the antiseptic dressings."
It was market day, but only Jamie Soutar and Hillocks had ventured down.
"Did ye hear yon, Hillocks? hoo dae ye feel? A"ll no deny a"m lifted"
Halfway to the Junction Hillocks had recovered, and began to grasp the situation.
"Tell"s what he said. A" wud like to hae it exact for Drumsheugh."
"Thae"s the eedentical words, an" they"re true; there"s no a man in Drumtochty disna ken that, except ane."
"An" wha"s that, Jamie?"
"It"s Weelum MacLure himsel. Man, a"ve often girned that he sud fecht awa for us a", and maybe dee before he kent that he hed githered mair luve than ony man in the Glen.
""A"m prood tae hae met ye", says Sir George, an" him the greatest doctor in the land. "Yir an honour tae oor profession."
"Hillocks, a" wudna hae missed it for twenty notes," said James Soutar, cynic-in-ordinary to the parish of Drumtochty.
III
A FIGHT WITH DEATH
When Drumsheugh"s grieve was brought to the gates of death by fever, caught, as was supposed, on an adventurous visit to Glasgow, the London doctor at Lord Kilspindie"s shooting lodge looked in on his way from the moor, and declared it impossible for Saunders to live through the night.
"I give him six hours, more or less; it is only a question of time,"
said the oracle, b.u.t.toning his gloves and getting into the brake; "tell your parish doctor that I was sorry not to have met him."
Bell heard this verdict from behind the door, and gave way utterly, but Drumsheugh declined to accept it as final, and devoted himself to consolation.
"Dinna greet like that, Bell wumman, sae lang as Saunders is still livin"; a"ll never give up houp, for ma pairt, till oor ain man says the word.
"A" the doctors in the land dinna ken as muckle aboot us as Weelum MacLure, an" he"s ill tae beat when he"s tryin" tae save a man"s life."
MacLure, on his coming, would say nothing, either weal or woe, till he had examined Saunders. Suddenly his face turned into iron before their eyes, and he looked like one encountering a merciless foe. For there was a feud between MacLure and a certain mighty power which had lasted for forty years in Drumtochty.
"The London doctor said that Saunders wud sough awa afore mornin", did he? Weel, he"s an authority on fevers an" sic like diseases, an ought tae ken.
"It"s may be presumptous o" me tae differ frae him, and it wudna be verra respectfu" o" Saunders tae live aifter this opeenion. But Saunders wes aye thraun an" ill tae drive, an" he"s as like as no tae gang his ain gait.
"A"m no meanin" tae reflect on sae clever a man, but he didna ken the seetuation. He can read fevers like a bulk, but he never cam across sic a thing as the Drumtochty const.i.tution a" his days.
"Ye see, when onybody gets as low as puir Saunders here, it"s juist a hand to hand wrastle atween the fever and his const.i.tution, an" of coorse, if he hed been a shilpit, stunt.i.t, f.e.c.kless effeegy o" a cratur, fed on tea an" made dishes and pushioned wi" bad air, Saunders wud hae nae chance; he wes boond tae gae oot like the snuff o" a candle.
"But Saunders hes been fillin" his lungs for five and thirty year wi" strong Drumtochty air, an" eatin" naethin" but kirny aitmeal, and drinkin" naethin" but fresh milk frae the coo, an" followin" the ploo through the new-turned, sweet-smellin" earth, an" swingin" the scythe in haytime and harvest, till the legs an" airms o" him were iron, an" his chest wes like the cuttin" o" an oak tree.
"He"s a waesome sicht the nicht, but Saunders wes a buirdly man aince, and wull never lat his life be taken lichtly frae him. Na, na, he hesna sinned against Nature, and Nature "ill stand by him noo in his oor o" distress.
"A" daurna say yea, Bell, muckle as a" wud like, for this is an evil disease, cunnin" an" treacherous as the deevil himsel", but a" winna say nay, sae keep yir hert frae despair.
"It wull be a sair fecht, but it "ill be settled one wy or anither by sax o"clock the morn"s morn. Nae man can prophecee hoo it "ill end, but ae thing is certain, a"ll no see deith tak a Drumtochty man afore his time if a" can help it.
"Noo, Bell ma wumman, yir near deid wi" tire, an" nae wonder. Ye"ve dune a" ye cud for yir man, an" ye "ill lippen (trust) him the nicht tae Drumsheugh an" me; we "ill no fail him or you.
"Lie doon an" rest, an" if it be the wull o" the Almichty a"ll wauken ye in the mornin" tae see a livin" conscious man, an" if it be itherwise a"ll come for ye the suner, Bell," and the big red hand went out to the anxious wife. "A" gie ye ma word."
Bell leant over the bed, and at the sight of Saunders" face a superst.i.tious dread seized her.
"See, doctor, the shadow of deith is on him that never lifts. A"ve seen it afore, on ma father an" mither. A" canna leave him, a" canna leave him."
"It"s hoverin", Bell, but it hesna fallen; please G.o.d it never wull.
Gang but and get some sleep, for it"s time we were at oor work.
"The doctors in the toons hae nurses an" a" kinds o" handy apparatus," said MacLure to Drumsheugh when Bell had gone, "but you an" me "ill need tae be nurse the nicht, an" use sic things as we hev.
"It "ill be a lang nicht and anxious wark, but a" wud raither hae ye, auld freend, wi" me than ony man in the Glen. Ye"re no feared tae gie a hand?"
"Me feared? No likely. Man, Saunders cam tae me a haflin, and hes been on Drumsheugh for twenty years, an" though he be a dour chiel, he"s a faithfu" servant as ever lived. It"s waesome tae see him lyin" there moanin" like some dumb animal frae mornin" tae nicht, an" no able tae answer his ain wife when she speaks.
"Div ye think, Weelum, he hes a chance?"
"That he hes, at ony rate, and it "ill no be your blame or mine if he hesna mair."
While he was speaking, MacLure took off his coat and waistcoat and hung them on the back of the door. Then he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and laid bare two arms that were nothing but bone and muscle.
"It gar"d ma very blood rin faster tae the end of ma fingers juist tae look at him," Drumsheugh expatiated afterwards to Hillocks, "for a" saw noo that there was tae be a stand-up fecht atween him an"
deith for Saunders, and when a" thocht o" Bell an" her bairns, a"
kent wha wud win.
""Aff wi" yir coat, Drumsheugh," said MacLure; "ye "ill need tae bend yir back the nicht; gither a" the pails in the hoose and fill them at the spring, an" a"ll come doon tae help ye wi" the carryin"."
It was a wonderful ascent up the steep pathway from the spring to the cottage on its little knoll, the two men in single file, bareheaded, silent, solemn, each with a pail of water in either hand, MacLure limping painfully in front, Drumsheugh blowing behind; and when they laid down their burden in the sick room, where the bits of furniture had been put to a side and a large tub held the centre, Drumsheugh looked curiously at the doctor.
"No, a"m no daft; ye needna be feared; but yir tae get yir first lesson in medicine the nicht, an" if we win the battle ye can set up for yersel in the Glen.
"There"s twa dangers--that Saunders" strength fails, an" that the force o" the fever grows; and we have juist twa weapons.
"Yon milk on the drawers" head an" the bottle of whisky is tae keep up the strength, and this cool caller water is tae keep doon the fever.
"We "ill cast oot the fever by the virtue o" the earth an" the water."
"Div ye mean tae pit Saunders in the tub?"
"Ye hiv it noo, Drumsheugh, and that"s hoo a" need yir help."