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I came partly to, not entirely, in what looked like a hospital, and for two weeks I was so weak I couldn't even talk. In another week I was out of danger, and by the end of a month I knew I was in a Cleveland hospital. Then Les Fernald and Jim Tolley -- Jim had taken my place as a ferry pilot -- were allowed to see me.
"So you're going to get well! My, my! " grinned Fernald. "Can't the Air Service ever get rid of you?"