It was the exertion I made in the struggle.

I was too weak.

No; so little moisture was there in my system that I didn't bleed much.

And the amazing thing, under the circumstances, was the quickness with which I healed.

The second officer sewed me up next day with a needle he'd made out of an ivory toothpick and with twine he twisted out of the threads from a frayed tarpaulin." "Might I ask, Mr.Greenleaf, if there were rings at the time on the fingers that were cut off ?" Daughtry heard Simon Nishikanta ask.
"Yes, and one beauty.