Or you might have your left leg amputated so that it couldn't be crushed in a railroad accident.

You ought to do something to please Madge, old chap.

She's been a thoughtful, devoted wife to you for twelve or thirteen years, and what have you ever done to please her?
Nothing! You've never so much as had a crick in your neck or a pain that you couldn't account for, so do be generous, Rumsey.

Besides, maybe you haven't got an appendix at all.

Just think how you could crow over her if they couldn't find one, even after the most careful and relentless search over your entire system." "She's always wanting me to die or something like that," growled Fenn; "but when I talked of going to the Spanish War she went into hysterics." "We'd only been married a month, Rumsey," said his wife reproachfully.
"But how could I have known that war was to be declared so soon ?" he demanded.
Braden and Simeon Dodge left the restaurant together.