"Quick Where is the doctor?" cried a woman in great distress. "This poor Indian is bleeding to death " "Dr. de Rivero isn't here," answered Martin de Porres, the 12-year-old black boy who was the doctor's helper. "But don't worry. I'll look after the man." "This is not time for jokes " answered the woman scornfully. "Quick Where is there another doctor's shop?" "There isn't time," said Martin calmly. "Here, help me open the door to bring the poor...