Chapter 17

           WhenIwasawakeaftertheoperationIhadnotbeenaway.Youdonotgoaway.Theyonlychokeyou.Itisnotlikedyingitisjustachemicalchokingsoyoudonotfeel,andafterwardyoumightaswellhavebeendrunkexceptthatwhenyouthrowupnothingcomesbutbileandyoudonotfeelbetterafterward.Isawsandbagsattheendofthebed.Theywereonpipesthatcameoutofthecast.AfterawhileIsawMissGageandshesaid,"Howisitnow?"

           "Better,"Isaid.

           "Hedidawonderfuljobonyourknee."

           "Howlongdidittake?"

           "Twohoursandahalf."

           "DidIsayanythingsilly?"

           "Notathing.Don’ttalk.Justbequiet."

           IwassickandCatherinewasright.Itdidnotmakeanydifferencewhowasonnightduty.

           Therewerethreeotherpatientsinthehospitalnow,athinboyintheRedCrossfromGeorgiawithmalaria,aniceboy,alsothin,fromNewYork,withmalariaandjaundice,andafineboywhohadtriedtounscrewthefuse-capfromacombinationshrapnelandhighexplosiveshellforasouvenir.ThiswasashrapnelshellusedbytheAustriansinthemountainswithanose-capwhichwentonaftertheburstandexplodedoncontact.

           CatherineBarkleywasgreatlylikedbythenursesbecauseshewoulddonightdutyindefinitely.Shehadquitealittleworkwiththemalariapeople,theboywhohadunscrewedthenose-capwasafriendofoursandneverrangatnight,unlessitwasnecessarybutbetweenthetimesofworkingweweretogether.Ilovedherverymuchandshelovedme.

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