"Still alive."
"Conscious?"
"No. But there are better indications. I mean, of a chance of his regaining consciousness, not necessarily of-his living."
"I see."
"We know about the skull fracture, but there are no means of telling what other injuries there may be."
"No."
"You oughtn't to be living on cups of coffee. That's all you've been having, isn't it?"
"She hasn't been having that," said the slatternly girl, putting down his full cup. "She just sits and looks at them."
A wave of weary anger rose in her at the slatternly girl's appropriation of her concerns.
"Better let me take you downtown and give you a meal."