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"
You
!
"
said
Gryphus
,
"
are
you
a
medical
man
?
"
"
It
was
formerly
my
profession
.
"
"
And
so
you
would
be
able
to
set
my
arm
?
"
"
Perfectly
.
"
"
And
what
would
you
need
to
do
it
?
let
us
hear
.
"
"
Two
splinters
of
wood
,
and
some
linen
for
a
bandage
.
"
"
Do
you
hear
,
Rosa
?
"
said
Gryphus
,
"
the
prisoner
is
going
to
set
my
arm
,
that
's
a
saving
;
come
,
assist
me
to
get
up
,
I
feel
as
heavy
as
lead
.
"
Rosa
lent
the
sufferer
her
shoulder
;
he
put
his
unhurt
arm
around
her
neck
,
and
making
an
effort
,
got
on
his
legs
,
whilst
Cornelius
,
to
save
him
a
walk
,
pushed
a
chair
towards
him
.
Gryphus
sat
down
;
then
,
turning
towards
his
daughter
,
he
said
,
--
"
Well
,
did
n't
you
hear
?
go
and
fetch
what
is
wanted
.
"
