Прощай, оружие!

           "Um,"saidthedoctorwiththebeard.Thethirddoctorlookedoverthehousedoctor’sshoulder.

           "Pleasemovetheknee,"saidthebeardeddoctor.

           "Ican’t."

           "Testthearticulation?"thebeardeddoctorquestioned.Hehadastripebesidethethreestarsonhissleeve.Thatmeanthewasafirstcaptain.

           "Certainly,"thehousedoctorsaid.Twoofthemtookholdofmyrightlegverygingerlyandbentit.

           "Thathurts,"Isaid.

           "Yes.Yes.Alittlefurther,doctor."

           "That’senough.That’sasfarasitgoes,"Isaid.

           "Partialarticulation,"saidthefirstcaptain.Hestraightenedup."MayIseetheplatesagain,please,doctor?"Thethirddoctorhandedhimoneoftheplates."No.Theleftleg,please."

           "Thatistheleftleg,doctor."

           "Youareright.Iwaslookingfromadifferentangle."Hereturnedtheplate.Theotherplateheexaminedforsometime."Yousee,doctor?"hepointedtooneoftheforeignbodieswhichshowedsphericalandclearagainstthelight.Theyexaminedtheplateforsometime.

           "OnlyonethingIcansay,"thefirstcaptainwiththebeardsaid."Itisaquestionoftime.Threemonths,sixmonthsprobably."

           "Certainlythesynovialfluidmustre-form."

           "Certainly.Itisaquestionoftime.Icouldnotconscientiouslyopenakneelikethatbeforetheprojectilewasencysted."

           "Iagreewithyou,doctor."

           "Sixmonthsforwhat?"Iasked.

           "Sixmonthsfortheprojectiletoencystbeforethekneecanbeopenedsafely."

           "Idon’tbelieveit,"Isaid.