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"
I
can
’
t
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
just
brought
them
in
for
a
second
to
show
you
.
"
She
went
out
and
I
lay
there
.
It
was
a
hot
afternoon
and
I
was
sick
of
lying
in
bed
.
I
sent
the
porter
for
the
papers
,
all
the
papers
he
could
get
.
Before
he
came
back
three
doctors
came
into
the
room
.
I
have
noticed
that
doctors
who
fail
in
the
practice
of
medicine
have
a
tendency
to
seek
one
another
’
s
company
and
aid
in
consultation
.
A
doctor
who
cannot
take
out
your
appendix
properly
will
recommend
to
you
a
doctor
who
will
be
unable
to
remove
your
tonsils
with
success
.
These
were
three
such
doctors
.
"
This
is
the
young
man
,
"
said
the
house
doctor
with
the
delicate
hands
.
"
How
do
you
do
?
"
said
the
tall
gaunt
doctor
with
the
beard
.
The
third
doctor
,
who
carried
the
X
-
ray
plates
in
their
red
envelopes
,
said
nothing
.
"
Remove
the
dressings
?
"
questioned
the
bearded
doctor
.
"
Certainly
.
Remove
the
dressings
,
please
,
nurse
,
"
the
house
doctor
said
to
Miss
Gage
.
Miss
Gage
removed
the
dressings
.
I
looked
down
at
the
legs
.
At
the
field
hospital
they
had
the
look
of
not
too
freshly
ground
hamburger
steak
.
Now
they
were
crusted
and
the
knee
was
swollen
and
discolored
and
the
calf
sunken
but
there
was
no
pus
.
"
Very
clean
,
"
said
the
house
doctor
.
"
Very
clean
and
nice
.
"
"
Um
,
"
said
the
doctor
with
the
beard
.
The
third
doctor
looked
over
the
house
doctor
’
s
shoulder
.
"
Please
move
the
knee
,
"
said
the
bearded
doctor
.
