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e there could ever be anything quite the same again； at any rate〃…for an instant her voice faltered…〃not for me。〃
〃Then why 。 。 。 ？〃
She pleaded； 〃Please； Mike。 Hear me out。 You said you would。〃
Impatiently he said； 〃Go on。〃
〃Whatever you may say； Mike； I'm not the same girl you met that first time we saw each other。 I can't be； ever again。〃 She went on softly； intensely； 〃That's why I have to be sure…sure that you love me for what I am and not for what I was。 Don't you see； darling； if we're going to spend the rest of our lives together； I couldn't bear to think…not later on； not ever…that you married me 。 。 。 out of pity。 No； don't stop me； just listen。 I know you think it isn't true； and perhaps it isn't； and I hope it isn't…with all my heart。 But； Mike； you're kind and generous； and you might even be doing this…for that reason…without admitting it to yourself。〃
He snapped back； 〃Are you suggesting I don't know my own motives？〃
Vivian answered softly； 〃Do any of us really know？〃
〃I know mine。〃 He took her hands gently； their faces close。 〃I know that I love you…whole or in part； yesterday； today； or tomorrow。 And I know that I want to marry you…without doubts； without pity； without waiting one day longer than we have to。〃
〃Then do this one thing for me…because you love me。 Go away from me now； and even though you're in the hospital； don't e back to see me for one week…seven whole days。〃 Vivian looked at him levelly。 She went on quietly； 〃In that time think of everything…of me； what our life would be like together； how it would be for you…living with a cripple； the things we couldn't share and those we could； our children…how it would affect them； and through them； you； everything； Mike…everything there is。 Then when you've done that； e back and tell me； and if you're still sure； I promise that I'll never question you again。 It's just seven days； darling…seven days out of both our lives。 It isn't very much。〃
〃Goddam；〃 he said； 〃you're obstinate。〃
〃I know。〃 She smiled。 〃You'll do it then？〃
〃I'll do it for four days…no more。〃
Vivian shook her head。 〃Six…no less。〃
〃Make it five；〃 he said； 〃and you've got a deal。〃
She hesitated and Mike said； 〃It's positively my best offer。〃
Vivian laughed； it was the first time she had。 〃All right。 Five days from this moment。〃
〃Like hell from this moment！〃 Mike said。 〃Maybe ten minutes from now。 First I've got a little storing up to do。 For a young fellow with my hot blood five days is a long time。〃
He moved the bedside chair closer； then reached out。 It was a long kiss； alternately passionate and tender。
At the end Vivian made a grimace and broke away。 She sighed and eased herself to a new position in the bed。
Mike inquired anxiously； 〃Is something wrong？〃
Vivian shook her head。 〃Not really。〃 Then she asked him； 〃Mike； where have they got my leg…the gone one； I mean？〃
He seemed startled； then told her； 〃In Pathology…in a refrigerator； I expect。〃
Vivian drew in a long breath； then expelled it slowly。 〃Mike darling；〃 she said； 〃please go downstairs and scratch the foot。〃
The hospital's board room was crowded。 News of the emergency meeting had gone swiftly around the hospital； and physicians not attending Three Counties that day had been notified in their downtown offices and at home。 Rumors of Joe Pearson's downfall and his impending departure had also traveled with equal speed and had been the subject of a buzz of discussion which had quieted as Pearson entered； the administrator and David Coleman with him。
Kent O'Donnell was already at the head of the long walnut table。 Glancing around； he could see most of the familiar faces。 Gil Bartlett； his beard wagging rapidly； was chatting with Roger Hilton； the young surgeon who had joined Three Counties' staff a month or two ago。 John McEwan； the e。n。t。 specialist； was in what appeared to be a heated discussion with Ding Dong Bell and fat Lewis Toynbee； the internist。 Bill Rufus； a tie of brilliant green and yellow marking him out from the crowd； was about to seat himself in the second row of chairs。 Immediately in front； looking over a page of handwritten notes； was Dr。 Harvey Chandler； chief of medicine。 There were several members of the house staff； and among them O'Donnell noticed McNeil； the pathology resident。 Alongside the administrator； attending the meeting by special request； was Mrs。 Straughan； the chief dietitian。 Nearby was Ernie Reubens； who appeared to be quizzically appraising the dietitian's quivering； voluptuous breasts。 Absent from the meeting was the familiar figure of Charlie Dornberger； who had already made known his intention to retire immediately。
Looking toward the door； O'Donnell saw Lucy Grainger e in； she caught his eye and smiled slightly。 Seeing Lucy was a reminder of the personal decision about his own future which； when all this was settled and done； he had still to face。 Then suddenly he realized that since this morning he had not once thought of Denise。 The hospital activity had driven all awareness of her from his mind； and he knew that for the next day or two； anyway； there would be other occasions when the same thing would be true。 O'Donnell wondered how Denise herself would react about taking second place to medical affairs。 Would she be understanding？ As understanding； say； as Lucy would be？ Fleeting as the thought was； it made him unfortable； as if by the mental parison he had been disloyal。 For the moment he preferred to think of present things。 Now； he decided； it was time the meeting began。
O'Donnell rapped for silence； then waited until the talk stilled and those who had been standing had slipped into their seats。 He began quietly。 〃Ladies and gentlemen； I think all of us are aware that epidemics in hospitals are not unique and； in fact； are a good deal more frequent than most members of the public realize。 In a way； I suppose； one might say that epidemics are a hazard of our existence。 When one considers how many diseases we harbor inside these walls； it's surprising； really； there are not more。〃 All eyes in the room were upon him。 He paused for a moment； then continued。 〃I have no wish to minimize what has happened； but I want us to keep a sense of proportion。 Dr。 Chandler； perhaps you'd be kind enough to lead off。〃
As O'Donnell sat down the chief of medicine rose to his feet。
〃To begin with； let's summarize。〃 Harvey Chandler was holding his page of notes； and his glance moved theatrically around the room。 Harvey's enjoying this； O'Donnell thought； but then he always does enjoy attention。 The medical chieftain went on； 〃The picture so far is that we have two definite cases of typhoid and four suspected。 All of the cases are hospital employees； and we may count ourselves fortunate that no patients are affected…yet。 Because of the number of cases I'm sure it's evident to you； as it is to me； that we have a typhoid carrier somewhere in the hospital。 Now； I may say I'm as shocked as everyone else must have been to learn that examination of food handlers here hasn't been done for 。 。 。〃
At the mention of food handlers O'Donnell had jolted to attention。 Now he cut in； quietly； as politely as he could。
〃Excuse me； Doctor。〃
〃Yes？〃 Chandler's tone made it plain the interruption was not appreciated。
Gently O'Donnell said； 〃We're going to be dealing with that phase very shortly； Harvey。 I wonder if； for the moment； you would outline the clinical aspects。〃
He could sense the other man's resentment。 Harvey Chandler； who was virtually equal to O'Donnell in the hospital hierarchy； did not like this at all。 Moreover； Dr。 Chandler enjoyed talking at length； he had a reputation for never employing one word where it was possible to use two or three。 Now he grumbled； 〃Well； if you wish； but 。 。 。〃
Suavely； but firmly； O'Donnell put in； 〃Thank you。〃
Chandler shot him a glance which said： We'll discuss this later in private。 Then； after a barely perceptible pause； he went on； 〃For the benefit of those of you who are not familiar with typhoid…and I realize there will be some； because there isn't too much of it around nowadays…I'll run over the principal early…stage symptoms。 Generally speaking； there's a rising fever； chills； and a slow pulse。 There's also a low blood count and； naturally； the characteristic rose spots。 In addition to all that a patient will probably plain of a dull headache； no appetite； and general aching。 Some patients may say they're drowsy in the daytime and that they're restless at night。 One thing to look out for also is bronchitis； that's quite mon with typhoid； and you may encounter nosebleed too。 And； of course； a tender； swollen spleen。〃
The chief of medicine sat down。 O'Donnell asked； 〃Any questions？〃
Lucy Grainger asked； 〃I take it that typhoid shots are being arranged。〃
〃Yes；〃 Chandler said； 〃for all employees and staff； also patients who are well enough to have them。〃
〃What about kitchen arrangements？〃 The question was from Bill Rufus。
O'Donnell said； 〃If you don't mind； we'll e to that shortly。 At this point is there anything more medically？〃 He looked around； there was a shaking of heads； 〃Very well； then。 We'll hear from Pathology。〃 He announced quietly； 〃Dr。 Pearson。〃
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