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Ah this text written in collaboration with Kels Elvens in 1938 commemorates the first appearance with Dr. Benway. It's called em, 'Twilights Last Gleamings'. |
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Yep. |
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SS America off Jersey coast. Ladies and Gentlemen there is no cause for alarm. We have a minor problem in the boiler room, but everything is now under the sound effects of a nuclear blast. |
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Explosion splits the boat. |
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Dr. Benway, ships doctor, drunkenly added two inches to a four inch incision with one stroke of his scalpel. |
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'Perhaps the appendix is already out doctor?' The nurse said. |
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Appearing dubiously over his shoulder, 'I saw a little scar' |
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'The appendix already out!' |
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'I'm taking the appendix out!' |
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'What do you think I'm doing here?!' |
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'Perhaps the appendix is on the left side doctor that happens sometimes you know!' |
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'Stop breathing down my neck I'm coming to that.' |
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'Don't you think I know where an appendix is?' |
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'I studied appendectomy in 1904 at Harvard' |
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He lifts the abdominal wall and searches around the incision dropping ashes from his cigarette. |
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'Get me a new scalpel; this one's got no edge to it!' |
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He thrusts a red fist at her. The doctor reels back and flattens against the wall, a bloody scalpel clutched in one hand. The patient slides off the operating table spilling intestines across the floor. |
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Dr. Benway sweeps instruments, cocaine and morphine into his satchel. |
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'Sew her up, I can't be expected to work under such conditions!' |
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By the dawns early light, Dr. Benway pushed through a crowd at the rail and boarded the first flight croak. |
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'Are you alright?' he said, seating himself amongst the women, 'I'm the doctor' |
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Thank-you. |
