I had gathered some experience of how to deal with wounded men, when I served the sacred cause of Freedom with my glorious Pratolungo.

Cold water, vinegar, and linen for bandages--these were all in the house; and these I called for.

Gootheridge found the key of the door flung aside in a corner of the room.

He got the water and the vinegar, while I ran up-stairs to Oscar's bedroom, and provided myself with some of his handkerchiefs.

In a few minutes, I had a cold water bandage over the wound, and was bathing his face in vinegar and water.