very calm about this. There's a flicker in William's eyes, something like admiration in his face. He acknowledges her reply with a nod, then reaches over.] I'll do that then, and we can congratulate ourselves when it doesn't go tits up or it already was. Tell me if it hurts, [he says. He peels off her right glove first, slowly and carefully despite her reassurance that her hands are a lost cause, his brow knit and eyes attentive. He also says:]
You're thinking about amputation. [It isn't really a question. One must be practical.]
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very calm about this. There's a flicker in William's eyes, something like admiration in his face. He acknowledges her reply with a nod, then reaches over.] I'll do that then, and we can congratulate ourselves when it doesn't go tits up or it already was. Tell me if it hurts, [he says. He peels off her right glove first, slowly and carefully despite her reassurance that her hands are a lost cause, his brow knit and eyes attentive. He also says:]
You're thinking about amputation. [It isn't really a question. One must be practical.]