virgil screeched , then the dead man 's control in my right fist , carried for such emergencies , would summon dr sweet-scent here , and he 'd dash in and right there on the spot , without removing me , he 'd take out that bad , collapsed old heart and stick in a brand new one , and i 'd - ' he giggled , then patted away the saliva from his lower lip and chin with a folded linen handkerchief from his breast coat pocket , 'i 'd continue . '