“Get him off that horse and into the coach!” the woman inside demanded when the coach pulled up next to him.
Elias looked at the woman, she no longer looked frightened the way she had when they’d raced past them to chase after her attackers. Now she looked like the kind of woman any sane man would tread lightly around.
The coach driver got off the coach and Elias felt like waving him on, but when Samuel neared and hopped off his horse as well then tried to help him dismount, Elias knew he had no strength to fight it. He wouldn’t manage to stay on the horse much longer as it was.
Elias was manhandled into the carriage and the woman climbed in after him, pushing him onto the bench then kneeling at his side and stripping away the shoulder part of his coat.
“I’ve got to get this off. Do you have a knife?”
He motioned toward his feet. “In the boot.”
She yanked up his pant leg without any kind of hesitance then came back up to his shoulder with the knife in hand. She had sure fingers and cut the fabric off him without any danger to his skin even with the constant rocking of the coach.
“This is bleeding too much,” she said. “For this size of hole, it should just seep slowly. The bullet must have severed something. I’ve got to stop the bleeding or you won’t make it.”
“Who are you?” Elias asked.
“Doctor Beatrice Jones.”
“You’re a doctor?” Elias asked, stunned at the news. “Not possible.”
“Hush!” she demanded as she continued to look at his shoulder. She pressed against the wound with one hand, then rummaged around inside her bag with the other.
“I don’t think I can get this out without suitable accommodations.”
“What?” Elias asked, feeling thick in the head.
“I need a table, and water, and alcohol and better lighting. I need a steady place to perform surgery.”
Elias laughed at the words. He didn’t know why they seemed so funny, but his head felt even stranger than the few times he engaged in drink.
With her hands on him, one pressing his shoulder, the other touching his neck, she looked into his eyes. “Hold on, Sheriff. Don’t you dare die on me.”
Elias stared at her with fascination. If he died today, he couldn’t think of a more lovely last sight.
Her voice shouted from the distance. “He’s going under. Get me to a place with water and alcohol and a flat bed or table. Soon or he won’t make it!”
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