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    "text": "Alcimenes lay in bed sore sick of a fever and \r\ngiving vent to hoarse wheezings from his wind-pipe, \r\nhis side pricking him as if he had been pierced by \r\na sword, and his breath coming short in ill-sounding \r\ngasps. Then came Callignotus of Cos, with his \r\nnever-ending jaw, full of the wisdom of the healing \r\nart, whose prognosis of pains was complete, and he \r\nnever foretold anything but what came to pass. \r\nHe inspected Alcimenes’ position in bed and chew \r\nconclusions from his face, and felt his pulse scien- \r\ntifically. Then he reckoned up from the treatise \r\non critical days, calculating everything not without \r\nhis Hippocrates, and finally he gave utterance to \r\nAlcimenes of his prognosis, making his face very \r\nsolemn and looking most serious : “ If your throat \r\nstops roaring and the fierce attacks of pain in your \r\nside cease, and your breathing is no longer made \r\nthick by the fever, you will not die in that case of \r\npleurisy, for this is to us a sign of coming freedom \r\nfrom pain. Cheer up, and summoning your lawyer, \r\ndispose well of your property and depart from this \r\nlife, the mother of care, leaving to me, your doctor, \r\nin return for my good prognostic, the third part of \r\nyour inheritance.”",
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