Lau. Incessant. He breathes with difficulty.
Ray. His face is flushed?
Lau. Yes.
Ray. The doctor gave you a prescription?
Lau. I came to show it to you. I don’t thoroughly understand this.
(They are close to each other, examining the prescription which Raymond holds.)
Ray. (Reading.) “Keep an even temperature in the sick room.”
Lau. Yes.
Ray. “Wrap the limbs in cotton wool, and cover that with oiled silk.” I am going to do that myself as soon as he wakes. Tell them to warn me.
Lau. What ought he to have to drink? I forgot to ask that, and he is thirsty.