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hurts. Then he said:
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Can I get well? You need not be afraid to tell me."
No--I--I am afraid you can not."
Then do not waste your time with me--help those that can get well."
But----"
Help those that can get well! It is, not for me to be a girl. I carry
the blood of eleven generations of soldiers in my veins!"
The physician--himself a man who had seen service in the navy in his
time--touched his hat to this little hero, and passed on.
The head engineer of the Amaranth, a grand specimen of physical manhood,
struggled to his feet a ghastly spectacle and strode toward his brother,
the second engineer, who was unhurt. He said:
"You were on watch. You were boss. You would not listen to me when I
begged you to reduce your steam. Take that!--take it to my wife and tell
her it comes from me by the hand of my murderer! Take it--and take my
curse with it to blister your heart a hundred years--and may you live so
long!"
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