Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



And wonderful advice it was! Then the wife of Yury Meledinsky--you know, the invalid?--heard of this Landau, and had him to see her husband.

And he cured her husband, though I can't say that I see he did him much good, for he's just as feeble a creature as ever he was, but they believed in him, and took him along with them and brought him to Russia.

Here there's been a general rush to him, and he's begun doctoring everyone.

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