"Turn your face and cough," he said.
"You think I'm going to develop hernia from riding a nightmare?" Hagstrom growled. "You did all this yesterday."
"An ounce of prevention," the doctor said cheerfully.
"A pound of bull," van den Burg grunted.
"Now boys, what if that got in the papers?" asked a voice from the doorway.
"Damn the papers!" they greeted the general.
"Do we get breakfast?" Aréchaga asked.
"You'll take acceleration better without it."
"Tell my stomach that."
"Bend over the table," the doctor said.