“The bleeding is worst of all—it’s so ugly,” cried Walter. “It just made me sick when Jem cut his foot last summer. Susan said I looked more like fainting than Jem did. But I couldn’t hear to see Jem hurt, either. Somebody is always getting hurt, Faith—and it’s awful. I just can’t BEAR to see things hurt. It makes me just want to run—and run—and run—till I can’t hear or see them.”
“There’s no use making a fuss over anyone getting hurt,” said Faith, tossing her curls. “Of course, if you’ve hurt yourself very bad, you have to yell—and blood IS messy—and I don’t like seeing other people hurt, either. But I don’t want to run—I want to go to work and help them.