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"
I
can
’
t
.
"
"
Test
the
articulation
?
"
the
bearded
doctor
questioned
.
He
had
a
stripe
beside
the
three
stars
on
his
sleeve
.
That
meant
he
was
a
first
captain
.
"
Certainly
,
"
the
house
doctor
said
.
Two
of
them
took
hold
of
my
right
leg
very
gingerly
and
bent
it
.
"
That
hurts
,
"
I
said
.
"
Yes
.
Yes
.
A
little
further
,
doctor
.
"
"
That
’
s
enough
.
That
’
s
as
far
as
it
goes
,
"
I
said
.
"
Partial
articulation
,
"
said
the
first
captain
.
He
straightened
up
.
"
May
I
see
the
plates
again
,
please
,
doctor
?
"
The
third
doctor
handed
him
one
of
the
plates
.
"
No
.
The
left
leg
,
please
.
"
"
That
is
the
left
leg
,
doctor
.
"
"
You
are
right
.
I
was
looking
from
a
different
angle
.
"
He
returned
the
plate
.
The
other
plate
he
examined
for
some
time
.
"
You
see
,
doctor
?
"
he
pointed
to
one
of
the
foreign
bodies
which
showed
spherical
and
clear
against
the
light
.
They
examined
the
plate
for
some
time
.
"
Only
one
thing
I
can
say
,
"
the
first
captain
with
the
beard
said
.
"
It
is
a
question
of
time
.
Three
months
,
six
months
probably
.
"
