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"
What
do
you
mean
?
A
hook
?
"
"
He
is
joking
,
"
said
the
house
doctor
.
He
patted
my
shoulder
very
delicately
.
"
He
wants
to
keep
his
knee
.
This
is
a
very
brave
young
man
.
He
has
been
proposed
for
the
silver
medal
of
valor
.
"
"
All
my
felicitations
,
"
said
the
first
captain
.
He
shook
my
hand
.
"
I
can
only
say
that
to
be
on
the
safe
side
you
should
wait
at
least
six
months
before
opening
such
a
knee
.
You
are
welcome
of
course
to
another
opinion
.
"
"
Thank
you
very
much
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
value
your
opinion
.
"
The
first
captain
looked
at
his
watch
.
"
We
must
go
,
"
he
said
.
"
All
my
best
wishes
.
"
"
All
my
best
wishes
and
many
thanks
,
"
I
said
.
I
shook
hands
with
the
third
doctor
.
"
Capitano
Varini
—
Tenente
Enry
,
"
and
they
all
three
went
out
of
the
room
.
"
Miss
Gage
,
"
I
called
.
She
came
in
.
"
Please
ask
the
house
doctor
to
come
back
a
minute
.
"
He
came
in
holding
his
cap
and
stood
by
the
bed
.
"
Did
you
wish
to
see
me
?
"
"
Yes
.
I
can
’
t
wait
six
months
to
be
operated
on
.
My
God
,
doctor
,
did
you
ever
stay
in
bed
six
months
?
"
