Is he dumb as well as deaf, or because he's deaf ?" "Dunno," said Grim.

"He never speaks." "Perhaps I can do something for him.

Suppose you leave him here with me.

I can give him a thorough examination instead of wasting my time here." "He's got a job of work to do right now," said Grim.
"Does he know the sign language?
Have you any way of telling him to come and see me at the hospital ?" "I give him written instructions in Arabic." "That so?
I'll look at his ears--tell you in a minute whether it's worth while to come to me." He took my head between strong, authoritative hands and tilted it sidewise.
"Hello! What's this ?" The Arab head-dress I was wearing shifted and showed non-Arab symptoms.
"Open that bag of mine, will you, Grim, and pass me that big pair of forceps you'll find wrapped in oiled paper on top of everything.

There's something I can attend to here at once." It was an uncomfortable moment.