Capitolo 17
later. "A mere man would never have thought about that. And that Arthur is?"
"A sailor--on a ship that deals with the Southern Seas. I hope that he is
worthy of her. Piercing on the absence of Arthur has increased the case.
Now he is of return-tied up. You is worrying himself/herself/itself to death for fear her
you/he/she should not live to say hi to him."
"You will live sposarsilo", I responded, with trust as her really,
"if it says you she can bear him/it."
"The lethodyne--oh, yes; That is correct entirely. But the same operation is
then extremely dangerous; although it says the Dr. Sebastian he has called in
the better surgeon in London for such all cases. They is rare, he says
me--and Nielsen has completed six, three of them with success."
We gave the medicine to the girl. You the takings, while trembling, and it immediately went away,
holding the hand of Hilda, with a pale smile on his/her face what it persisted
there rather supernaturally all through the operation. The job to remove
growth was long and horrible, also for us who were seasoned well
to such sights; but at the end Nielsen was expressed as perfectly
satisfied. "A very clean piece of I work!" Sebastian exclaimed, while looking
on. "I congratulate you to me, Nielsen. I never saw anything employed to the cleanings done or
better."
"A succeeded operation, certainly!" the great surgeon admitted, with
only pride in the recommendation of his/her/their Master.
"And the patient?" Hilda asked, while oscillating.
"Oh, the patient? The patient will die", Nielsen responded, in a
indifferent voice, drying his/her immaculate tools.
"That is not My idea of the medical art", I cried, it shocked to his
callousness. "An operation is only successful if--"
He concerned me with tall contempt. "A certain percentage of losses,"
he interrupted, calmly, "it is inevitable, clearly, in entirely surgical
operations. We am forced for making his average. As it was able me I preserve mine
precision and the accuracy of hand if I were annoyed from sentimental always