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once saw him amputate an arm with amazing
rapidity, he must have known something about
anatomy but evidently very little about dressing
and disinfecting a wound, and his instruments
were incredibly primitive. The English chemist
had told me he always wrote out the same
prescriptions often with wrong spelling and
wrong dose. My own belief is that he was no
doctor at all but a former butcher or perhaps
an orderly in an ambulance who had had some
good reason for leaving his own country.
Billy stayed with me in Piazza di Spagna till
the spring when I took him down to San Michele
where he gave me a hell of a time for the rest
of his happy life. I cured him of dipsomania,
he became in many ways a quite respectable
monkey. You will hear more about him later on.
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