I don't know your procedure here, but I want you to certify to the whole world that I'm entirely well and ready to return to the ranks." Surgeon Delorme critically examined the bandage which he had changed that morning, and then felt of John's head at various points.
"A fine strong skull," he said, smiling, "and quite undamaged.

When this war is over I shall go to America and make an exhaustive study of the Yankee skull.

Has bone, through the influence of climate or of more plentiful food, acquired a more tenacious quality there than it has here?
It is a most interesting and complicated question." "But it's solution will have to be deferred, my good Monsieur Delorme, and so you'd better quit thumping my head so hard.

Give me that certificate, because if you don't I'll get up and go without it.

Don't you hear those guns out there, doctor?
Why, they're calling to me all the time.