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where_away2012-02-05 09:11 pm
alltoseek) wrote in where_away2012-02-05 09:11 pm
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Ears
'To be sure, he lost the rest of his ear in the Indiaman - but that was nothing.'
'His ear!' cried Sophia, turning white and coming to a dead halt in the middle of the Parade.
'You are standing in a puddle, my dear. Let me lead you to dry land. Yes, his ear, his right ear, or what was left of it. But it was nothing. I sewed it back on again; and as I say, if you had seen him last night, you would be easy in your mind.'
'What a good friend you are to him, Dr Maturin. His other friends are so grateful to you.'
'I sew his ears on from time to time, sure.'
Stephen, speaking to Sophie, Post Captain, chapter 6
'His ear!' cried Sophia, turning white and coming to a dead halt in the middle of the Parade.
'You are standing in a puddle, my dear. Let me lead you to dry land. Yes, his ear, his right ear, or what was left of it. But it was nothing. I sewed it back on again; and as I say, if you had seen him last night, you would be easy in your mind.'
'What a good friend you are to him, Dr Maturin. His other friends are so grateful to you.'
'I sew his ears on from time to time, sure.'
Stephen, speaking to Sophie, Post Captain, chapter 6