There is nothing they cannot or should not hear.

I can say that at least." "Shall I ask them to come ?" "Yes.

Give me a swig of water first.

It won't be easy, but--" He held out his hand, and the Young Doctor grasped it.
Suddenly the latter said: "You are sure you will not be sorry?
That it is not a mood of the moment due to physical weakness ?" "Quite sure.

I determined on it the day I was shot--and before I was shot." "All right." The Young Doctor disappeared..