"A little, Martino."
"Show me!"
Mutely she suffered me to uncover her arm and unwind the bandages and I saw the tender flesh was very angry and inflamed, whereupon I summoned Resolution from his cooking, who at my desire brought the chest of medicines with water, etc., and set myself to soothe and cherish this painful wound as gently as I might, and though she often blenched for the pain of it she uttered no complaint.
"Do I hurt you overmuch?" I questioned.
"Nay," said she, catching her breath for pain of it, "I am none so tender.
D'ye mind how I burned the boat you had so laboured at?"
"Aye, I do!"
"And how I gave you an evil draught that was agony?"
"Aye, I do so!"
"And how I plagued you—"
"Nay, why remember all this, Joanna?"