"One moment," he said, taking a sheet from a drawer. "Now then. What is the patient's name?"
"Major Anthony Lyveden, D.S.O.," said Valerie. "L-Y-V-E-D-E-N."
The name was entered.
"Yes. Address?"
Valerie hesitated. Then—
"Gramarye, Chipping Norton," she said.
The address went down.
"Age?"
"I think about thirty."
"Wounded?"