"I told you yesterday that what you are suffering from is neuritis in your right arm, which will become chronic if you neglect it much longer.

I have the same thing myself, so I ought to know, and unless I can stop operating for a while I believe my fingers will become useless.

Also something is affecting my sight, overstrain, I suppose, so that I am obliged to wear stronger and stronger glasses.

I think I shall have to leave Ogden" (his partner) "in charge for a while, and get away into the sun.

There is none here before June." "I would if I could pay a locum tenens and were quite sure it isn't wrong," said Bastin.
"I am glad you both think like that," I remarked, "as I have a suggestion to make to you.