''But what, in any event, does the lady complain of?'-my grandfather, despairingly. To which Mr Ghani, his eyes rising upwards in their sockets, his smile twisting into a grimace of grief, replied: 'The poor child! She has a terrible, a too dreadful stomachache.
''In that case,' Doctor Aziz said with some restraint, 'will she show me her stomach, please.
S. Rushdie. Midnights Children

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