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Release date: 2022-07-04 08:45:41 Author:Poetry Library Network

Pavel took a deep breath and making an effort to speak distinctly began counting. The curtain had risen on the first act of his tragedy.

For whose nerves, doctor?Pavel asked with a mocking smile.

Bazhanova knew Dora for she had often visited Pavel in the hospital.

But, Comrade Korchagin, have you forgotten your promise to let my father see you before you go? I have given him a detailed account of your illness and I should like him to examine you.

So you are leaving for the Crimea tomorrow?she said as she gave him her hand. How are you going to spend the rest of the day?

For whose nerves, doctor?Pavel asked with a mocking smile.

Artem tore open the envelope and trembling inwardly unfolded the letter. His eyes bored into the first few lines, then ran quickly over the rest of the page.

I am no longer fit for work. I have acquired a new profession, that of invalid. I am enduring much pain, and the net result of all this is loss of movement in the joint of my right knee, several scars in various parts of my body, and now the latest medical discovery: seven years ago I injured my spine and now I am told that this injury may cost me dearly. But I am ready to endure anything so long as I can return to the ranks.

The professor was still washing his hands when Pavel lay down on the operating table. Behind him swift preparations were being made for the operation. He turned his head. The nurse was laying out pincets and lancets.

I am no longer fit for work. I have acquired a new profession, that of invalid. I am enduring much pain, and the net result of all this is loss of movement in the joint of my right knee, several scars in various parts of my body, and now the latest medical discovery: seven years ago I injured my spine and now I am told that this injury may cost me dearly. But I am ready to endure anything so long as I can return to the ranks.

That evening Bazhanova showed Pavel into her fathers spacious office.

Bazhanova knew Dora for she had often visited Pavel in the hospital.

A few minutes later a heavy mask covered his face and he heard the professors voice saying:

For whose nerves, doctor?Pavel asked with a mocking smile.

Comrade Rodkina is coming here soon,Pavel replied. She is taking me to her place to meet her family. I shall spend the night there and tomorrow she will take me to the station.

... The operating theatre. People with gauze masks over noses and mouths. Shining nickel instruments, a long narrow table with a huge basin beneath it.

The famous surgeon gave Pavel a careful examination. His daughter had brought all the X-ray pictures and analyses from the clinic. Pavel could not help noticing how pale she turned when her father made some lengthy remark in Latin. Pavel stared at the professors large bald head bent over him and searched his keen eyes, but Bazhanovs expression was inscrutable.

Very well,a calm voice muffled by the mask replied. I apologise in advance for any unprintable remarks I am liable to make.

Now about myself. Something is seriously wrong with me. I have become a far too frequentinmate in hospitals. They have cut me up twice. I have lost quite a bit of blood and strength, but nobody can tell me yet when it will all end.

But, Comrade Korchagin, have you forgotten your promise to let my father see you before you go? I have given him a detailed account of your illness and I should like him to examine you.

Comrade Rodkina is coming here soon,Pavel replied. She is taking me to her place to meet her family. I shall spend the night there and tomorrow she will take me to the station.

The professor was still washing his hands when Pavel lay down on the operating table. Behind him swift preparations were being made for the operation. He turned his head. The nurse was laying out pincets and lancets.

The first drops of ether. The suffocating loathsome smell.

Comrade Rodkina is coming here soon,Pavel replied. She is taking me to her place to meet her family. I shall spend the night there and tomorrow she will take me to the station.

Pavel agreed at once.

I am no longer fit for work. I have acquired a new profession, that of invalid. I am enduring much pain, and the net result of all this is loss of movement in the joint of my right knee, several scars in various parts of my body, and now the latest medical discovery: seven years ago I injured my spine and now I am told that this injury may cost me dearly. But I am ready to endure anything so long as I can return to the ranks.

A few minutes later a heavy mask covered his face and he heard the professors voice saying:

There is nothing more terrible to me in life than to fall out of the ranks. That is a possibility I refuse to contemplate. And that is why I let them do anything they like with me. But there is no improvement and the clouds grow darker and thicker all the time. After the first operation I returned to work as soon as I could walk, but before long they brought me back again. Now I am being sent to a sanatorium in Yevpatoria. I leave tomorrow. But dont be downhearted, Artem, you know I dont give in easily. I have life enough in me for three. You and I will do some good work yet, brother. Now take care of your health, dont try to overtax your strength, because health repairs cost the Party far too much. All the experience we gain in work, and the knowledge we acquire by study is far too precious to be wasted in hospitals. I shake your hand.

There is nothing more terrible to me in life than to fall out of the ranks. That is a possibility I refuse to contemplate. And that is why I let them do anything they like with me. But there is no improvement and the clouds grow darker and thicker all the time. After the first operation I returned to work as soon as I could walk, but before long they brought me back again. Now I am being sent to a sanatorium in Yevpatoria. I leave tomorrow. But dont be downhearted, Artem, you know I dont give in easily. I have life enough in me for three. You and I will do some good work yet, brother. Now take care of your health, dont try to overtax your strength, because health repairs cost the Party far too much. All the experience we gain in work, and the knowledge we acquire by study is far too precious to be wasted in hospitals. I shake your hand.

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