"Peuff! Like that.
Ba'teese call heem, and he is here." Houston blinked.

Then, in spite of his aching head, and the pain of the swollen, splint-laced arm he sat up in bed.
"What kind of--" "Old Ba'teese, he mus' joke," came quickly and seriously from the other man.

"Ba'teese--he is heem." "A doctor ?" Slowly the big man nodded.

Barry went on "I--I--didn't know.

I thought you were just a trapper.