"This traveller is ill, all alone in a strange land.

How can Hubert desert him?
It is a doctor's duty to do what he can to alleviate pain and to cure the sick.

What would we have thought ourselves, when we were at the lamasery, if a body of European travellers had known we were there, imprisoned and in danger of our lives, and had passed by on the other side without attempting to rescue us ?" Lady Meadowcroft knit her forehead.

"That was us," she said, with an impatient nod, after a pause--"and this is another person.

You can't turn aside for everybody who's ill in all Nepaul.