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All was dead white before me the white wall of a hospital-ward I eventually discovered it to be and as I gazed slowly around, still dazed and wondering, I saw a man in black, a doctor, with two nurses standing anxiously beside my bed.
Hulloa, Mr Munro, he exclaimed softly. Youre better now, arent you?
Yes, I whispered. But but where am I?
Never mind where you are. Just go to sleep again for a bit, the doctor urged. Youre all right and youll very soon be up again, which is the one thing that matters, I heard him say.
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