Swampson, hard-headed as ever, glared right back. "She would'a died, Endigo! She would'a died an' taken innocent lives with 'er! Ya can't tell me you'd'a done any different if ya knew how!" he yelled, looking furious. "I'm a medical dog. It ain't my job t'a look at a she-dog, lyin' in 'er own blood, shakin' with fear an' pain, an' tell 'er I can't do a thing for 'er!"