For as he grew older, his horror of it increased; and now, even when he was faint and but half conscious, his physical nature seemed to recoil from contact with it.

It was with signs of disgust, rubbing his mouth with the back of each hand alternately, that he first showed returning vitality.

In a minute or two more he was able to crawl to his bed in the corner, and then Janet proceeded to examine his wound.
By this time his leg was much swollen, but the wound had almost stopped bleeding, and it was plain there was no bullet in it, for there were the two orifices.

She washed it carefully and bound it up.

Then Gibbie raised his head and looked somewhat anxiously round the room.
"Ye're luikin' efter Angus ?" said Janet; "he's yon'er upo' the flure, a twa yairds frae ye.