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"
Mrs
.
Walker
.
"
"
You
can
go
,
Mrs
.
Walker
.
I
think
I
will
go
to
sleep
.
"
I
was
alone
in
the
room
.
It
was
cool
and
did
not
smell
like
a
hospital
.
The
mattress
was
firm
and
comfortable
and
I
lay
without
moving
,
hardly
breathing
,
happy
in
feeling
the
pain
lessen
.
After
a
while
I
wanted
a
drink
of
water
and
found
the
bell
on
a
cord
by
the
bed
and
rang
it
but
nobody
came
.
I
went
to
sleep
.
When
I
woke
I
looked
around
.
There
was
sunlight
coming
in
through
the
shutters
.
I
saw
the
big
armoire
,
the
bare
walls
,
and
two
chairs
.
My
legs
in
the
dirty
bandages
,
stuck
straight
out
in
the
bed
.
I
was
careful
not
to
move
them
.
I
was
thirsty
and
I
reached
for
the
bell
and
pushed
the
button
.
I
heard
the
door
open
and
looked
and
it
was
a
nurse
.
She
looked
young
and
pretty
.
"
Good
-
morning
,
"
I
said
.
"
Good
-
morning
,
"
she
said
and
came
over
to
the
bed
.
"
We
haven
’
t
been
able
to
get
the
doctor
.
He
’
s
gone
to
Lake
Como
.
No
one
knew
there
was
a
patient
coming
.
What
’
s
wrong
with
you
anyway
?
"
"
I
’
m
wounded
.
In
the
legs
and
feet
and
my
head
is
hurt
.
"
"
What
’
s
your
name
?
"
"
Henry
.
Frederic
Henry
.
"
"
I
’
ll
wash
you
up
.
But
we
can
’
t
do
anything
to
the
dressings
until
the
doctor
comes
.
"
