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Chapter 12
"Wantthepot,Dan?"
"No."
"Didhegiveyoutheenema?"
"No."
"Havetogetyouanothernurse,Dan."
"Say,Doc,thisyoungpunkheresaysI’mgoin’tothefuneralonatruck.""That’sright,Dan.Youcangoifyouwant."
Dansettledback,smiling."It’sabouttimesomebodypaidsomeattention,"hesaidwithsatisfaction.
Jimstoodupfromhisbox."Seeyoulater,Dan."Burtonwentoutwithhim.Jimasked,"Ishegoingnuts,Doc?"
"No.He’sanoldman.He’shadashock.Hisbonesdon’tknitveryeasily."
"Hetalkscrazy,though."
"Well,themanItoldtotakecareofhimdidn’tdoit.Heneedsanenema.Constipationmakesamanlightheadedsometimes;buthe’sjustanoldman,Jim.Youmadehimprettyhappy.Bettergoinandseehimoften."
"Doyouthinkhe’llgotothefuneral?"
"No.It’dhurthim,bangingaroundinatruck.We’llhavetogetarounditsomeway.Howisyourarmfeeling?"
"I’dforgotallaboutit."
