After returning from the well with a bucket of water, Dulce horror saw that Cal again lays out the tools. The bed lamps were burning on both sides. Nathaniel was lying on the bed, pale and motionless. Bandages were cut, the leg swelled and became purple-black. Strong smell of chloroform. Cal pulled from his bag a small saw. At Dulce heart sank. - What are you going to do? - A hoarse voice she asked. Without looking at her, he said: - I want you to leave. - I will not leave! - She dropped the bucket on the floor and ran to the bed, like a raging bear, who defended the young. - And do not let you ... do what you want to.