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Chapter 15

           "Good-by,"Isaid.

           "Good-by."

           TwohourslaterDr.Valentinicameintotheroom.Hewasinagreathurryandthepointsofhismustachestoodstraightup.Hewasamajor,hisfacewastannedandhelaughedallthetime.

           "Howdidyoudoit,thisrottenthing?"heasked."Letmeseetheplates.Yes.Yes.That’sit.Youlookhealthyasagoat.Who’stheprettygirl?Issheyourgirl?Ithoughtso.Isn’tthisabloodywar?Howdoesthatfeel?Youareafineboy.I’llmakeyoubetterthannew.Doesthathurt?Youbetithurts.Howtheylovetohurtyou,thesedoctors.Whathavetheydoneforyousofar?Can’tthatgirltalkItalian?Sheshouldlearn.Whatalovelygirl.Icouldteachher.Iwillbeapatientheremyself.No,butIwilldoallyourmaternityworkfree.Doessheunderstandthat?Shewillmakeyouafineboy.Afineblondelikesheis.That’sfine.That’sallright.Whatalovelygirl.Askherifsheeatssupperwithme.NoIwon’ttakeherawayfromyou.Thankyou.Thankyouverymuch,Miss.That’sall."

           "That’sallIwanttoknow."Hepattedmeontheshoulder."Leavethedressingsoff."

           "Willyouhaveadrink,Dr.Valentini?"

           "Adrink?Certainly.Iwillhavetendrinks.Wherearethey?"

           "Inthearmoire.MissBarkleywillgetthebottle."

           "Cheeryoh.Cheeryohtoyou,Miss.Whatalovelygirl.Iwillbringyoubettercognacthanthat."Hewipedhismustache.

           "Whendoyouthinkitcanbeoperatedon?"

           "To-morrowmorning.Notbefore.Yourstomachmustbeemptied.Youmustbewashedout

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