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any difficulty in getting his mouth 
open, winch, from his continued in¬ 
sensibility, I apprehend you will, 
insinuate the end of a silver spoon 
between his gums: you see he has 
lost his front teeth, above and below, 
and wrench his jaws asunder. Mr. 
Sangsue, in an hour hence, you had 
better operate upon the other arm. 
No difficulty there — we can always 
open a vein —'but the mouth — we 
must use force to open that.” 
“ No occasion whatever,” said I, 
gently lifting up my head; for I 
thought it was quite time to speak. 
“ A miracle ! ” exclaimed the phy- 
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