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Rosa
went
down
,
and
immediately
after
returned
with
two
staves
of
a
small
barrel
and
a
large
roll
of
linen
bandage
.
Cornelius
had
made
use
of
the
intervening
moments
to
take
off
the
man
's
coat
,
and
to
tuck
up
his
shirt
sleeve
.
"
Is
this
what
you
require
,
sir
?
"
asked
Rosa
.
"
Yes
,
mademoiselle
,
"
answered
Cornelius
,
looking
at
the
things
she
had
brought
,
--
"
yes
,
that
's
right
.
Now
push
this
table
,
whilst
I
support
the
arm
of
your
father
.
"
Rosa
pushed
the
table
,
Cornelius
placed
the
broken
arm
on
it
so
as
to
make
it
flat
,
and
with
perfect
skill
set
the
bone
,
adjusted
the
splinters
,
and
fastened
the
bandages
.
At
the
last
touch
,
the
jailer
fainted
a
second
time
.
"
Go
and
fetch
vinegar
,
mademoiselle
,
"
said
Cornelius
;
"
we
will
bathe
his
temples
,
and
he
will
recover
.
"
But
,
instead
of
acting
up
to
the
doctor
's
prescription
,
Rosa
,
after
having
satisfied
herself
that
her
father
was
still
unconscious
,
approached
Cornelius
and
said
,
--
"
Service
for
service
,
sir
.
"
