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"Bad enough so that Lopez sent me in. A fellow gets flyblown if he stays in the field, so I beat it." "Has your arm been dressed?" "No. I wouldn't let these rough-and-tumble doctors touch it. They'd amputate at the shoulder for a hang-nail. I don't trust 'em." "Then I'll look at it." But Leslie shrugged. "Oh, it's feeling fine, right now! I'd rather leave it alone. I just wanted to see you "

But I tell you, Carson, if we both start slipping again I'm going to cut." "Huh! Forget it. When we start, old horse, we start up. I'm a porous plaster. I could stick here if it was twice as steep. I'm getting a sizable hole for one heel already. Now, you hush, and let me work." The slow minutes passed. Smoke centered his soul on the dull hurt of a hang-nail on one of his fingers.

Gimme the grip and the password and I'll believe you." "That ain't a Masonic symbol," said he. "I'm a dentist a bony fido dentist, with forceps and a little furnace and a gas-bag and a waitin'-rooms". He swelled up and bit a hang-nail off of his cigar. "Yep! A regular toothwright." Naturally I was surprised, not to say awed. "Have you got much of a practice?" I made bold to ask.

Suddenly I realized that Kennedy was following a very definite procedure, that his seeming indifference, his apparent idle curiosity concerning the scene taking, masked a settled purpose. When Phelps entered he approached him casually and turned to him with skilled nonchalance, holding up a finger. "Will you lend me a pocket knife for a moment?" he asked, "to get a hang-nail?"

"If you are going to fuss like this over cases hopelessly moribund from the start, what in thunder are you going to do some fine day when out of a perfectly clear and clean sky Security itself turns septic and you lose the President of the United States or a mother of nine children with a hang-nail?" "But I wasn't fussing, sir!" protested Rae Malgregor with a timid sort of dignity.

He should have clipped it away that morning it was hurting then he decided; and he resolved, once clear of the crevasse, that it should immediately be clipped. Then, with short focus, he stared at the hang-nail and the finger with a new comprehension.

In a minute, or a few minutes at best, that hang-nail, that finger, cunningly jointed and efficient, might be part of a mangled carcass at the bottom of the crevasse. Conscious of his fear, he hated himself. Bear-eaters were made of sterner stuff. In the anger of self-revolt he all but hacked at the rope with his knife.