I FELT rather poor lately, so this morning at nine I WENT to the doctor. I FOUND him alone in his waiting-room, where he WAS STANDING by the window.
“Where ARE your patients? HAVE you CURED them all?” I ASKED.
“The reason why people AREN'T CROWDING into this room now is that on Wednesday I DON'T BEGIN consultations here until half past ten. Such HAS BEEN my habit for the last twenty-five years.’
I’m sorry I CAME too early I SAID, 'I WILL GO and COME BACK later“.
“Oh, no. I PREFER early patients to late ones. In the course of my practice I HAVE NOTICED the late-comers VISIT the doctor because they NEED some sympathy. They are like a dog that once CAME here with a sore paw; I BANDAGED it for him and while I WAS DOING this he WAS LOOKING at me with great lonely eyes. He CAME BACK the next day and every day until his paw BECAME well. I FOUND OUT that his master HAS GONE AWAY. The dog is old now but he IS still COMING.
Небо голубое
Но бедный старый Сэм
Что же он может делать?
Большая черная собака
Выбегает
И хватает игрушечного солдатика
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