They knew themselves cut off from all the world, helpless, remote, without even a horse to bring them succour.

The cruel treachery of it all held them speechless and transfixed, with streaming eyes.
In their midst appeared Eutrope Gagnon.
"And I who was thinking to find her almost well.

This doctor, now ..." Chapdelaine broke out, quite beside himself:--"This doctor is not a bit of use, and I shall tell him so plainly, myself.

He came here, he gave her a drop of some miserable stuff worth nothing at all in the bottom of a cup, and he is off to sleep in the village as if his pay was earned! Not a thing has he done but tire out my horse, but he shall not have a copper from me, not a single copper..." Eutrope's face was very grave, and he shook his head as he declared:--"Neither have I any faith in doctors.

Now if we had only thought of fetching a bone-setter--such a man as Tit'Sebe of St.Felicien ..." Every face was turned to him and the tears ceased flowing.
"Tit'Sebe!" exclaimed Maria.