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"The Major's rib will do, sir," nodded Dr. Ponderby, "tis doing well and will do better and better. A simple fracture, sir -- 'twill be sound in no time, it being a rib of health abounding, owing, if I may put it so, to an abstemious life, a past puritanic -- a"
"Abstemious, sir! " exclaimed Lord Cleeve, rolling his eyes, "abstemious d'ya' say? O begad, hark to that, Jack! Abstemious sir, abste" The Colonel choked and rolled his eyes fiercer than ever.