The Desperate Deputy of Cougar Hill
“Before that his mind held only vague blurs of memory. He recalled the ambush, the coming of Sax Larabee, and Tod’s helping him to the doctor’s house. After that there was mostly darkness, with now and then a faint bit of light — remembrance of Balder, of Obed Beggs, of Sax Larabee, and especially of Jenny Purcell. But there was no recall of Tod at all, and Cameron lay wondering at this.
He rolled his head on the pillow as the door to his room came open. The spare figure of Doctor Draper appeared. “Ah, I hoped you’d come awake tonight,” he said. “How’s the appetite?”
“I have one,” Cameron said dryly. “My stomach feels like it missed Sunday dinner.”
“And a few more meals,” the doctor agreed. “This is Tuesday, Roy.”
Surprise brought Cameron sitting up. Pain lanced at his ribs and into his right shoulder. He fell back.
“You’ll need a while yet before you can get up and around,” the doctor said. “You got a nasty crack on the head and some badly bruised ribs.”
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