следует отдать в Ялте Сергею Яковлевичу Елпатьевскому, который поместит мальчика в санаторий.
«Это подходящее место для вашего сына, и они ничего не возьмут за лечение»,— добавил Чехов, улыбаясь. Он был бледен. Сказывалось напряжение бессонной ночи.
С того дня на письменном столе Чехова рядом с ручка ми, карандашами и бумагой всегда можно было видеть стетоскоп и молоточек, которые не раз еще (more than once) послужили людям.
Так и лежат они до сих пор в кабинете писателя в его ялтинском доме. -
VII. Discuss this story In class. Use the questions following the story.
How to Be a Doctor
Certainly the progress of science is a wonderful thing. Naturally one feels proud of it. I must say that I do. Whene ver I get talking to anyone — that is, to anyone, who knows even less about it than I do — about the surprising deve lopment of electricity for instance, I feel as if I had been personally responsible for it.
However, that is not the point I am going to discuss. V/hat i want to speak about is progress of medicine. There, if you like, is something really surprising.
Just think of it. A hundred years ago there were no bacilli [ba'silaij, no diphtheria [dif'Oisria] and no appendicitis [э,репdi'saitis]. All of these we have thanks to medical science.
Or consider the achievements of medical science on its practical side. The modern doctor’s business is a very simple one. This is the way it is done.
The patient enters the consulting room. "Doctor,” he says, "1 have a bad pain.” “Where is it?” “Here.” “Stand up,” says the doctor, “and put your arms up above your head.” Then the doctor goes behind the patient and strikes him a powerful blow (наносить удар) in the back. "Do you feel that?" he says. “1 do,” says the patient. Then the doctor turns suddenly and lets him have a left hook (хук, прием в боксе) under the heart. “Can you feel that?" he says, as the patient falls over on the sofa nearly fainting (падать в обморок). “Get up,” says the doctor, and counts ten. The patient rises. The doctor looks him over very carefully without speaking, and then walks over to the window and reads the morning paper for a while. Then he turns and begins speaking in a low voice more to himself than to the patient. “Hum!” he says, “there’s