unheeded by all but Remarkable, who observed to Benjamin:

“Dr. Todd is a comely man to look on, and despu’t pretty. How well he
seems in spectacles! I declare, they give a grand look to a body’s
face. I have quite a great mind to try them myself.”

The speech of the stranger recalled the recollection of Miss Temple,
who started as if from deep abstraction, and, coloring excessively,
she motioned to a young woman who served in the capacity of maid, and
retired with an air of womanly reserve.

The field was now left to the physician and his patient, while the
different personages who remained gathered around the latter, with
faces expressing the various degrees of interest that each one felt in
his condition. Major Hartmann alone retained his seat, where he
continued to throw out vast quantities of smoke, now rolling his eyes
up to the ceiling, as if musing on the uncertainty of life, and now
bending them on the wounded man, with an expression that bespoke some
consciousness of his situation.

In the mean time Elnathan, to whom the sight of a gun shot wound was a
perfect novelty, commenced his preparations with a solemnity and care
that were worthy of the occasion. An old shirt was procured by
Benjamin, and placed in the hand of the other, who tore divers
bandages from it, with an exactitude that marked both his own skill
and the importance of the operation.

When this preparatory measure was taken, Dr. Todd selected a piece of
the shirt with great care, and handing to Mr. Jones, without moving a
muscle, said: “Here, Squire Jones, you are well acquainted with these