FOOTNOTES TO ARMAGEDDON : XLI.—LIKE A DREAM
... there 's my ear. It's deaf. Bin deaf since a child, it has. It can't be cured, my doctors have said. I can scarcely hear you speaking at all, Sir. Yes, yes ; I had noticed, said the M.O. Undoubtedly a very bad deafness. And your heart — is that quite ...