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The
doctor
spread
his
delicate
fingers
on
the
cap
he
held
and
smiled
.
"
You
are
in
such
a
hurry
to
get
back
to
the
front
?
"
"
Why
not
?
"
"
It
is
very
beautiful
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
are
a
noble
young
man
.
"
He
stooped
over
and
kissed
me
very
delicately
on
the
forehead
.
"
I
will
send
for
Valentini
.
Do
not
worry
and
excite
yourself
.
Be
a
good
boy
.
"
"
Will
you
have
a
drink
?
"
I
asked
.
"
No
thank
you
.
I
never
drink
alcohol
.
"
"
Just
have
one
.
"
I
rang
for
the
porter
to
bring
glasses
.
"
No
.
No
thank
you
.
They
are
waiting
for
me
.
"
"
Good
-
by
,
"
I
said
.
"
Good
-
by
.
"
Two
hours
later
Dr
.
Valentini
came
into
the
room
.
He
was
in
a
great
hurry
and
the
points
of
his
mustache
stood
straight
up
.
He
was
a
major
,
his
face
was
tanned
and
he
laughed
all
the
time
.
