“Oh, yes, sir, a great deal too much—and alone.”
“Good. I thought so. What do you wear on your head at night?”
“An embroidered night-cap, and sometimes a handkerchief over it.”
“Don’t you feel a heat there, a slight perspiration?”
“How can I, when I’m asleep?”
“Don’t you find your night-cap moist on your forehead, when you wake up?”
“Sometimes.”
“Capital. Give me your hand.”
The doctor takes out his watch.
“Did I tell you that I have a vertigo?” asks Caroline.