 He must be a pretty nice sort of cow. He is. Oh, poor little chap. Have you nearly finished, Henry? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. My hand must have slipped. I think I've got this wound fairly clean now. There aren't any bones broken. So I'll just have to bandage it and then he can go home. Oh, but he won't be able to walk. Well, as soon as his mother comes, we'll get a cab and send him off in that. Where is he? Where is my Johnny? Oh, that sounds like her now. Dr. Jekyll, the little boy's mother's here now. Will I let her come in? Yes, I think it'll be all right. Thank you, nurse.