CHAPTER XXII
_In Which Doctor Luke and Billy Topsail Go North, and at Candlestick Cove, Returning, Doctor Luke Finds Himself Just a Bit Peckish_
A rumour came to Our Harbour, by the tongue of a fur-trader, who stoppedover night at Doctor Luke's hospital, on his way to the South, thatthere was sickness in the North--some need or other; the fur-trader wasnot sure what. Winter still lingered. The mild spell, which hadinterrupted the journey of Billy Topsail and Teddy Brisk across SchoonerBay, had been a mere taste of spring. Hard weather had followed.Schooner Bay was once more jammed with ice, which had driftedback--jammed and frozen solid; and the way from Our Harbour to TightCove was secure. Teddy Brisk was ready to be moved; and this being so,and the lad being homesick for his mother, and the rumour of need in theNorth coming down--all this being so, Doctor Luke determined all at onceto revisit the northern outports for the last time that winter.
"Are you ready for home, Teddy?" said he.
"I is that, sir!"
"Well," Doctor Luke concluded, "there is no reason why you should not behome. I'll harness the dogs to-morrow and take you across Schooner Bayon the komatik."
"Billy Topsail comin', sir?"
"What say, Billy?"
"May I go, sir?"
"You may."
"All the way, sir?"
"All the way!" cried Doctor Luke. "Why, boy, I'm going north to----"
"Please, sir!"
"Well, well! If you've the mind. Come along, boy. I'll be glad to haveyou."
Teddy Brisk was taken across Schooner Bay and restored to his mother'sarms. And Doctor Luke and Billy Topsail drove the dogs north on DoctorLuke's successful round of visits.
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It was on the return journey that Doctor Luke and Billy Topsail fell inwith the Little Fiddler of Amen Island. At Candlestick Cove they were tofeed the dogs and put up for the night. It was still treacherous Marchweather; and the night threatened foul--a flurry of snow falling andthe sky overcast with a thickening drab scud. Day was done when DoctorLuke and Billy Topsail crawled out of the timber and scurried down TwistHill. In the early dusk the lights were already twinkling yellow andwarm in the cottages below; and from the crest of the long hill, in thelast of the light, Amen Island was visible, an outlying shadow, acrossShips' Run.
There were still sixty miles left of Doctor Luke's round--this secondwinter round from Our Harbour to the lonely huts of Laughter Bight,thirty miles north of Cape Blind, touching all the harbours between, andby way of Thunder Tickle and Candlestick Cove, which lay midway, back tothe shaded lamp and radiant open fire of the little surgery at OurHarbour.
As the dogs scurried down Twist Hill, whimpering and snarling, eager tomake an end of a hard day, Doctor Luke visioned those wintry miles andreflected upon the propriety of omitting a call at Amen Island.
Doctor Luke and Billy Topsail drew up at Mild Jim Cull's.
"Skipper James," said Doctor Luke, in the kitchen, across the lamp-lit,devastated supper table, an hour later, "what's the health of AmenIsland?"
"They're all well, sir--so far as I knows."
"All well? Just my luck! Then I won't----"
"Amanda," Skipper James admonished his wife, in a grieved whisper, "theDoctor is wantin' another cup o' tea."
The good woman was astonished.
"He've had----" she began.
Then she blushed--and grasped the pot in a fluster--and----
"Thank you--no more," the Doctor protested.
"Ah, now, sir----"
"No more. Really, you know! I've quite finished. I--well--I--if youplease, Mrs. Cull. Half a cup. No more. Thank you."
"An' Billy Topsail, too," said Skipper James.
Billy was abashed.
"No--really!" he began. "I--well--thank you--half a cup!"
"All fit an' well, sir, as I says," Skipper James repeated, relieved,now resuming his conversation with Doctor Luke--"so far as I knows."
"Anybody come across Ships' Run lately?"
"Well, no, sir--nobody but ol' Jack Hulk. Another slice o' pork,Doctor?"
The youngest little Cull tittered, astounded:
"He've had----"
Amanda covered the youngest little Cull's lips just in time with a softhand.
"Thank you--no," the Doctor protested again. "I'm quite finished.Nothing more--really! Well," he yielded--"if you will----"
"You, too, Billy Topsail?" said Skipper James.
"Nothing more, really!" Billy replied, with a grin. And then: "Well--ifyou will----"
"No; nobody but ol' Jack Hulk," said Skipper James to Doctor Luke.
"Jack Hulk, you say? Hm-m. When was that?"
"I don't rightly remember, sir. 'Twas less than a fortnight ago. I'lllay t' that much."
"And all well over there?"
"No report o' sickness, sir. Have another cut o' bread, sir, whileyou're about it."
The Doctor lifted his hand.
"No--really," said he, positively. "No more. Well--I--if you please.Thank you. I seem to be just a bit peckish to-night."
"A cut o' bread, Billy?" said Skipper James.
Billy lifted his hand.
"Not a bite!" he protested. And he winked. "Ah, well," he yielded,"might as well, I 'low. Really, now, I _is_ jus' a bit peckish thenight."
"No; no report o' sickness on Amen," Skipper James repeated, resuminghis conversation, as before.
"Quite sure about that?"
"Well, sir," Skipper James replied, his gray eyes twinkling, "I askedol' Jack Hulk, an' he said, 'All well on Amen Island. The Lord's beenwonderful easy on us this winter. I'd almost go so far as t' say,' sayshe, 'that He've been lax. We've had no visitation o' the Lord,' says he,'since the fall o' the year. We don't deserve this mercy. I'm free t'say that. We isn't been livin' as we should. There's been more frivolityon Amen Island this winter than ever afore in my time. It haven't beennoticed so far,' says he. 'That's plain enough. An' so as yet,' says he,'we're all well on Amen Island.'"
The Doctor grinned.
"What's the ice on Ships' Run?" said he.
"'Tis tumbled, sir. The bread's at your elbow, sir."
"Thank you. Dogs?"
"No, sir. Ships' Run's jammed with floe ice. A man would have t' foot itacross. You bound over, sir?"
Doctor Luke deliberated.
"I think not," said he, then. "No." This was positive. "If they're allas well as that on Amen Island I'll get away for Our Harbour at noonto-morrow. No; no more--really. I--well--I'm almost wolfish, I declare.Thank you--if you please--just a sma-a-all----"
Billy Topsail burst out laughing.
"What's this mirth?" cried the Doctor.
"Well, sir," Billy chuckled, "you _is_ jus' a _bit_ peckish the night,sir!"
There was a burst of laughter. At that moment, however, in a cottage onAmen Island, across Ships' Run, nobody was laughing--least of all theLittle Fiddler of Amen Island.
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