The fibula is broken at the joint, and with this injured limb the child has walked farther than I could trust myself at all--without my litter.

By Sirius! child, if you are not crippled for life it will be a miracle." Selene had listened with closed eyes, and exhausted almost to unconsciousness; but at his last words she slightly shrugged her shoulders with a faint smile of scorn on her lips.
"You think nothing of being lame!" said the old man, who let no gesture of his patient escape him.

"That, of course, is your affair, but it is mine to see that you do not become a cripple in my hands.

The opportunity for working a miracle is not given to one of us every day, and happily for me, you yourself bring a powerful coadjutor to help me.
I do not mean a lover or anything of that kind, though you are much too pretty, but your lovely, vigorous, healthy youth.

The hole in your head is hotter than it need be--keep it properly cool with fresh water.