Don't let him talk too much.

He's called in a lot of his friends for some reason or other--and there's a regular mass-meeting in there.

Go in, and get rid of 'em.

I'll look after baby Filgee--though the little chap will be all right again after another dressing." The master cast a hurried look of relief at the surgeon, and re-entered the front room.

It was filled with men whom the master instinctively recognized as his former adversaries.