is the last man (the executioner and his assistants don't count) you will see before you die. Because he is sobbing you try to comfort him. "Don't cry," you say; "I'm not afraid. You don't need to be sorry for me."

"I'm sorry for you," said John Dawson. "You worry me, not my son."

He put his feet down on the floor. He was so tall that when he stood up he had to bend over in order not to bump his head against the ceiling. He put his hands in the pockets of his rumpled khaki trousers and began to pace up and down the cell: five steps in one direction, five in the other.

"That I admit is funny," I observed.

He did not seem to hear, but went oncomplaint, plaintiff alleges that on October 14, 1979, he entered St. Elizabeth's Hospital for treatment of injuries received in an automobile accident. Judar is engaged in the practice of roentgenology at the hospital. Plaintiff further alleges that Judar and the hospital, through its agents and servants, negligently determined that there were no fractures or dislocations in plaintiff's right hip and then permitted plaintiff to leave the hospital "ambulatorily, which in turn aggravated and created a more serious condition of the right hip." Subsequently, plaintiff went to Royal Columbian Hospital in Canada where surgery was performed on his right hip. Around March 11, 1980, plaintiff wrote St. Elizabeth's for a copy of his X ray report. Plaintiff alleges that upon receiving the report, he learned for the first time