About noon
Then he gripped the sides of the bed , and shut his teeth together , and turned white with agony , while the doctor pulled and wrenched away at his swollen ankle . When finally the doctor left , he told him that he would have to lie quiet for two months , and that if he went to work before that time he might lame himself for life . Three days later there came another heavy snowstorm , and Jonas and Marija and Ona and little Stanislovas all set out together , an hour before daybreak , to try to get to the yards . About noon the last two came back , the boy screaming with pain . His fingers were all frosted , it seemed . They had had to give up trying to get to the yards , and had nearly perished in a drift . All that they knew how to do was to hold the frozen fingers near the fire , and so little Stanislovas spent most of the day dancing about in horrible agony , till Jurgis flew into a passion of nervous rage and swore like a madman , declaring that he would kill him if he did not stop .