The young men stared at him in dismay.
"What's the trouble ?" asked Burr.
"He's hurt his arm," replied Richard; but he still addressed the other two, and made as if he were not answering Burr.
"Broke it ?" asked one of the others.
"No; sprained it.

He was clearing the snow off the barn roof and the ladder fell.

It's all black-and-blue, and he can't lift it enough to fiddle to-night." The three young men looked at each other.
"What's going to be done ?" said one.
"I don't know," said Burr.

"There's Davy Barrett, over to the Four Corners--I suppose we might get him if we sent right over." "You can't get him," said Richard Hautville, still addressing the other two, as if they had spoken.

"Louis said you couldn't.