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Chapter 13

           "We’vetelephonedhimatLakeComo."

           ShewentoutandMissGagecameback.

           "WhywereyourudetoMissVanCampen?"sheaskedaftershehaddonesomethingformeveryskilfully.

           "Ididn’tmeantobe.Butshewassnooty."

           "Shesaidyouweredomineeringandrude."

           "Iwasn’t.Butwhat’stheideaofahospitalwithoutadoctor?"

           "He’scoming.They’vetelephonedforhimtoLakeComo."

           "Whatdoeshedothere?Swim?"

           "No.Hehasaclinicthere."

           "Whydon’ttheygetanotherdoctor?"

           "Hush.Hush.Beagoodboyandhe’llcome."

           IsentfortheporterandwhenhecameItoldhiminItaliantogetmeabottleofCinzanoatthewineshop,afiascoofchiantiandtheeveningpapers.Hewentawayandbroughtthemwrappedinnewspaper,unwrappedthemand,whenIaskedhimto,drewthecorksandputthewineandvermouthunderthebed.TheyleftmealoneandIlayinbedandreadthepapersawhile,thenewsfromthefront,andthelistofdeadofficerswiththeirdecorationsandthenreacheddownandbroughtupthebottleofCinzanoandhelditstraightuponmystomach,thecoolglassagainstmystomach,andtooklittledrinksmakingringsonmystomachfromholdingthebottletherebetweendrinks,andwatcheditgetdarkoutsideovertheroofsofthetown.

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