"If you do, it will be mild," Hale said. From the pallet came the sound of soft snoring. The narcolene had taken effect.
And something else was taking effect. Caryl looked up at him and blinked. "I feel queer," she said. As Hale had suspected, drinking was strictly For Men Only on Cardigan's Green.
"It's just the medicine," Hale told her.
"Mr. Hale," she said softly, "you're a very brave and very wonderful man. I don't know how I can ever repay you for what you've done for us."
Succinctly, Hale told her.
She looked at him, wide-eyed. "But—"
"Precisely," said Leland Hale.
CHAPTER V
There were others in Taun to be cured. When Yon the Fisher awoke later in the day, he was still a little weak, but his pains were gone, and he declared that he was much better. As soon as word got around, the other seven men who had been stricken begged him to come.