Tramping through the jungle he had managed to poison it, and had been unable to apply the necessary remedies.

Obtaining some water from the stream Grantham bathed it tenderly, and then bound it up as well as he could with his handkerchief.
"That's the best I can do for you for the present," he said.

"We must leave it as it is, and, when we get you to the station, we will see what else can be managed." He looked up and saw the little man's eyes watched him intently.

There was a look of almost dog-like affection in them for his companion, that went to the young soldier's heart.
"By Jove," he said, "I'm sorry for you fellows.

You must have suffered agonies.