In other words, most of the men she had encountered were children's fathers, who had already been married. No matter how outstanding they were, it wasn't easy to pry them away.
Let's not digress any further. In any case, after Emma had her hand hooked up to an IV, which probably wouldn't keep her still for the entire night, Robert was in quite a bind.
What to do? As soon as the nurse left, Robert, who was still in pain, looked pitifully at Emma: "Emma..."
Emma sighed and shook her hand with the IV drip, indicating that there was nothing she could do. Robert said, "But you still have another hand..."
Emma nearly revolted, but after Robert came over and pulled out her other hand, he saw several purple marks on her fair hand and sighed.
His wife was already in such bad shape; it seemed a bit - inhumane to press her any further.
But, but...
Seeing Robert hanging his head as if he had been wronged, Emma sighed, "Get on with it, I'll help you with this hand."
