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IN THE FOG
Doctor. — Well (With decision ) You! Hand me that bag! Hurry!
Zeke. — ( Tensely ) Aye, captain.
Sound. — Rattle of bag.
Doctor. — Open it !
Sound. — Rattle of instruments as bag is opened and rummaged through.
Doctor. — All right, now lend me a hand with these retractors. Draw back on them when I tell you to. Hold it !
Sound. — Deep breathing, tensely . . . on-mike.
Eben. — How is he, mister ?
Doctor. — More retraction; pull back a bit more. Hold it!
Eben. — Bad, ain’t he?
Doctor. — Bad enough. But the bullet didn’t touch any lung tissue so far as I can see right now. All I can do is plug the wound. I’ve never seen anything like it!
Eben. — Y’er young. Lot’s o’ things you never seen.
Doctor. — Pass me that cotton, please.
Eben. — ( Humbly ) Aye, doctor.
Doctor. — (Pause . . . deep breath) There. So much for that. Now, then, give me a hand here.
Zeke. — (Suspiciously) What fer?
Doctor. — We’ve got to move this man! We’ve got to get him to a hospital for treatment, a thorough cleansing of that wound, irrigation. I’ve done all I can for him here.
Zeke. — I reckon he’ll be all right, ’thout no hospital.
Doctor. — Do you realize how badly this man is hurt ?
Eben. — He won’t bleed to death, will he ?
Doctor. — I don’t think so. Not with that plug in there. But . . .
Zeke. — All right then. (A dismissal) We’re much obliged to ye.
Doctor. — But I tell you that man is dangerously wounded !
Zeke. — Reckon he’ll pull through, now, thanks be to you.
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