Now keep quiet." "But Steward, can't you at least bring me a fork ?" "Why, what do you want a fork for ?" "Jest to see for myself if I ain't cooked done--that's all." A roar of laughter went up in which even Dr.Denslow, who had just entered the ward, joined.

He orderEd the blister to be taken off, and the inflamed surfaces properly dressed, which was done to the accompaniment of Jake's agonizing groans.
"I think Lieutenant Alspaugh will be content to go back to the field in a few days, if we continue this vigorous treatment," Dr.Denslow said, a little later, as he came into the reading-room of the hospital where he found Rachel sitting alone.
"O, Doctor, how could you be so cruel ?" she asked in tones which were meant to be reproachful, but only poorly disguised her mirthful appreciation of the whole matter.
"I wasn't cruel; I only did my duty.

The fellow's a palpable malingerer, and his being here makes it ever so much worse.

He's trying to shirk duty and have a good time here in the hospital.

It's my place to make the hospital so unpleasant for him that he will think the field preferable, and I'm going to do it, especially if I find him squeezing your hand again." There was that in the tone of the last sentence which sobered her instantly.