Jean was standing, ready to leave.
"Won't you come outside, so we won't disturb him?"
"Yes, we should go out."
In the hall, Sister Blanche grasped Jeannette's hand and then put her arms around her. Youth, it's such a wondrous thing!
"Is his head injury serious?" Jeannette asked. "I didn't know ... tell me about him..."
"His head injury isn't serious ... multiple lacerations, bruises ... we will be removing the bandages in a few days."
"Did gangrene get into his arm?"
"Yes ... gangrene made the amputation more complex. Of course Dr. Phelan, our head surgeon, tried to save his arm ... all of us tried ... there wasn't a chance."
"No chance at all," she repeated.
"None at all."