"Boney is fine, Dr. Brooks," said Miss Erwin. "He just went back to sleep. But Mr. Barger is not feeling well."
"Is Mr. Barger awake?"
"Oh, no, Doctor, but he was moaning. A sort of breath-moan, with his eyes still shut. Dr. Feld took a mutape and said he wasn't getting regular delirium patterns at all."
"Has Dr. Gesner been here?"
"We've tried and tried to reach him, but he left no word with his office or at home. His nurses are terribly worried about him, and his wife—oh, Miss Knox, do you suppose he drinks?" Miss Erwin's forehead grew a splotch of pink. "Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor! I'm terribly upset."
"Go home, Hilda," said Miss Knox. "I can handle things—I go on in less than an hour, anyway. Let's foul up Hamilton's schedule."
"Oh, Miss Knox!"
"Just one more thing—before you go to bed, get a uniform from my room and give it to Miss Kelly, to bring with her when she comes up for day shift. If my door is open, close it."
"Here's a key." Dr. Brooks said. "Give it to one of the attendants in the dining room. If no one's eating breakfast yet, leave it with Old Man Mackey. Say that I want some linens and a suit—any suit—brought up for me when the shift changes. Not before."
"What color socks, Doctor?"