"Stirring!" repeated the surgeon, busily employed with his dressings; "you give me great pleasure, sir; for so long as they can stir there must be life; and while there is life, you know, there is hope; but here my art is of no use.
- Mozgalmas! - ismételte a sebész, míg buzgón foglalatoskodott kötszereivel. - Ennek roppantul örülök, uram, mert amíg mozog az ember, addig él; s amíg az élet tart, a remény is tart; de itt bizony semmire sem jó a tudományom.