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"IS there anything I can do for you, captain?" Doctor Morris had made / the rounds of the hospital and was standing beside the bed in a narrow / little room at the end of the hall. He took the old man's feeble hand in / one of his firm ones, and with the other gently stroked the white hair / back from his wrinkled forehead. This seemed to smooth away some pain, / too, for the faded blue eyes looked up at him with a grateful smile.
"Yes," he answered, "there is. I don't like to trouble you, doctor, but / I do want a piece of an old broomstick, and if I could have it early in / the morning, I'd be very much obliged to you, sir."