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Hecoulddonothingforthem。Shouldheeverseethemagain？
Atthisquestion，towhichhedarednotreply，hisheartsankverylow。
AtthesametimewithMichaelStrogoffandsomanyotherprisonersHarryBlountandAlcideJolivethadalsobeentakentotheTartarcamp。
Theirformertravelingcompanion，capturedlikethematthetelegraphoffice，knewthattheywerepennedupwithhimintheenclosure，guardedbynumeroussentinels，buthedidnotwishtoaccostthem。
Itmatteredlittletohim，atthistimeespecially，whattheymightthinkofhimsincetheaffairatIchim。Besides，hedesiredtobealone，thathemightactalone，ifnecessary。Hethereforeheldhimselfalooffromhisformeracquaintances。
FromthemomentthatHarryBlounthadfallenbyhisside，Jolivethadnotceasedhisattentionstohim。DuringthejourneyfromKolyvantothecamp——thatistosay，forseveralhours——Blount，byleaningonhiscompanion’sarm，hadbeenenabledtofollowtherestoftheprisoners。
HetriedtomakeknownthathewasaBritishsubject；butithadnoeffectonthebarbarians，whoonlyrepliedbyprodswithalanceorsword。
ThecorrespondentoftheDailyTelegraphwas，therefore，obligedtosubmittothecommonlot，resolvingtoprotestlater，andobtainsatisfactionforsuchtreatment。Butthejourneywasnotthelessdisagreeabletohim，forhiswoundcausedhimmuchpain，andwithoutAlcideJolivet’sassistancehemightneverhavereachedthecamp。
Jolivet，whosepracticalphilosophyneverabandonedhim，hadphysicallyandmorallystrengthenedhiscompanionbyeverymeansinhispower。
Hisfirstcare，whentheyfoundthemselvesdefinitelyestablishedintheenclosure，wastoexamineBlount’swound。Havingmanagedcarefullytodrawoffhiscoat，hefoundthattheshoulderhadbeenonlygrazedbytheshot。
“Thisisnothing，“hesaid。“Amerescratch！Aftertwoorthreedressingsyouwillbealltorights。“
“Butthesedressings？“askedBlount。
“Iwillmakethemforyoumyself。“
“Thenyouaresomethingofadoctor？“
“AllFrenchmenaresomethingofdoctors。“
AndonthisaffirmationAlcide，tearinghishandkerchief，madelintofonepiece，bandagesoftheother，tooksomewaterfromawellduginthemiddleoftheenclosure，bathedthewound，andskillfullyplacedthewetragonHarryBlount’sshoulder。
“Itreatyouwithwater，“hesaid。“Thisliquidisthemostefficacioussedativeknownforthetreatmentofwounds，andisthemostemployednow。
Doctorshavetakensixthousandyearstodiscoverthat！Yes，sixthousandyearsinroundnumbers！“
“Ithankyou，M。Jolivet，“answeredHarry，stretchinghimselfonabedofdryleaves，whichhiscompanionhadarrangedforhimintheshadeofabirchtree。
“Bah！it’snothing！Youwoulddoasmuchforme。“
“Iamnotquitesosure，“saidBlountcandidly。
“Nonsense，stupid！AllEnglisharegenerous。“
“Doubtless；buttheFrench？“
“Well，theFrench——theyarebrutes，ifyoulike！
ButwhatredeemsthemisthattheyareFrench。Saynothingmoreaboutthat，orrather，saynothingmoreatall。
Restisabsolutelynecessaryforyou。“
ButHarryBlounthadnowishtobesilent。Ifthewound，inprudence，requiredrest，thecorrespondentoftheDailyTelegraphwasnotamantoindulgehimself。
“M。Jolivet，“heasked，“doyouthinkthatourlastdispatcheshavebeenabletopasstheRussianfrontier？“
“Whynot？“answeredAlcide。“BythistimeyoumaybesurethatmybelovedcousinknowsallabouttheaffairatKolyvan。“
“Howmanycopiesdoesyourcousinworkoffofherdispatches？“
askedBlount，forthefirsttimeputtinghisquestiondirecttohiscompanion。
“Well，“answeredAlcide，laughing，“mycousinisaverydiscreetperson，whodoesnotliketobetalkedabout，andwhowouldbeindespairifshetroubledthesleepofwhichyouareinneed。“
“Idon’twishtosleep，“repliedtheEnglishman。“Whatwillyourcousinthinkoftheaffairsof
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