"My sister is here," he said.
"Joan!"
Don stared a little at his quick, astonished warmth.
"She wired Doctor Cole," he said, "and went to the farm. He brought her back with him at noon."
"The heart of her! I might have known. And Brian?"
Brian, it seemed, was wakeful and nervous, his pain intense. The pressure symptoms had not advanced.
"Head's better," Don finished. "They've watched him like a hawk. But they're letting up a bit now—"
"And Dr. Barrington?"
"Asleep downstairs."
"Here?"