When he had removed the sock he found that the ankle had swelled to an alarming extent and he could not repress a sigh.
"Rather bad isn't it?" Jack asked.
"It's not so good and that's a fact."
"I thought it was swelling pretty fast."
Wringing out a towel in the water he bound it as tightly as Jack could stand about the ankle.
"You got it hot all right," Jack grinned.
"The hotter the better just so it doesn't burn."
"Guess I can stand it."
For an hour he continued the treatment changing the towel as soon as it became cool and putting on a hot one and, at the end of that time, had the great satisfaction of knowing that the swelling had subsided considerably.
"There, I reckon we'll have to let nature take its course," he said as he finished.