You are welcome of course to another opinion."
"Thank you very much," I said. "I value your opinion."
The first captain looked at his watch.
"We must go," he said. "All my best wishes."
"All my best wishes and many thanks," I said.
I shook hands with the third doctor.
"Capitano Varini--Tenente Enry," and they all three went out of the room.
"Miss Gage," I called.
She came in. "Please ask the house doctor to come back a minute."
He came in holding his cap and stood by the bed.
"Did you wish to see me?"
"Yes.
I can't wait six months to be operated on.
My God, doctor, did you ever stay in bed six months?"
"You won't be in bed all the time.
You must first have the wounds exposed to the sun.
Then afterward you can be on crutches."
"For six months and then have an operation?"
"That is the safe way.
The foreign bodies must be allowed to encyst and the synovial fluid will re-form.
Then it will be safe to open up the knee."
"Do you really think yourself I will have to wait that long?"
"That is the safe way."
"Who is that first captain?"
"He is a very excellent surgeon of Milan."
"He's a first captain, isn't he?"
"Yes, but he is an excellent surgeon."
"I don't want my leg fooled with by a first captain.
If he was any good he would be made a major.
I know what a first captain is, doctor."
"He is an excellent surgeon and I would rather have his judgment than any surgeon I know."
"Could another surgeon see it?"
"Certainly if you wish.
But I would take Dr. Varella's opinion myself."
"Could you ask another surgeon to come and see it?"
"I will ask Valentini to come."
"Who is he?"
"He is a surgeon of the Ospedale Maggiore."
"Good.
I appreciate it very much.
You understand, doctor, I couldn't stay in bed six months."
"You would not be in bed.
You would first take a sun cure.
Then you could have light exercise.
Then when it was encysted we would operate."
"But I can't wait six months."
The doctor spread his delicate fingers on the cap he held and smiled.
"You are in such a hurry to get back to the front?"
"Why not?"
"It is very beautiful," he said. "You are a noble young man." He stooped over and kissed me very delicately on the forehead. "I will send for Valentini.