"Nothing to compare with this, of course."
"Well, naturally."
Oliver Symmes felt sick with fear of frustration.
"Nice technique you showed, Doctor. He'd been dead at least an hour when we started, hadn't he?"
"Almost two," someone else said. "An amazing job."
"Thank you. But it wasn't too difficult. Just a little patching here and there."
He felt his legs being shifted for him.
"Be careful there, Nurse. Handle him gently. Fragilitas Ossium, you know. Old bones break very easily."
"Sorry, Doctor."
"Not that we couldn't fix them up immediately if they did."