Adler sent someone to ask the doctor to come out to him.
"Well, how is he?" inquired the mill-owner.
"Dying," answered the doctor.
Adler was staggered, and exclaimed, raising his voice:
"What nonsense! People sometimes lose both hands or both legs and don't die of it."
"The dressing was bad; there had been enormous loss of blood. Besides, the man had been overworked."
This answer soon made the round of the crowd, and a murmur arose.
"I will pay you well if you will look carefully after him. It cannot be true that people die from such an injury as that."
At this moment the sick man cried out; the doctor ran back into the house, and the mill-owner turned to go home.
"If there had been a doctor at the factory this would not have happened!" someone in the crowd called out.