When they reached the Ranger house, Schulze had to lift him from the buggy and support his weight and guide his staggering steps.

Out ran Mrs.Ranger, with _the_ terror in her eyes.
"Don't lose your head, ma'am," said Schulze.

"It's only a cut finger.

The young fool forgot he was steering a machine, and had a sharp but slight reminder." Schulze was heavily down on the "interesting-invalid" habit.

He held that the world's supply of sympathy was so small that there wasn't enough to provide encouragement for those working hard and well; that those who fell into the traps of illness set in folly by themselves should get, at most, toleration in the misfortunes in which others were compelled to share.