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Bethesda
Center
had
been
founded
as
a
naval
hospital
back
in
the
days
when
wars
were
fought
on
oceans
;
it
had
been
enormous
even
then
.
It
had
been
transferred
later
to
Health
,
Education
,
amp
;
Welfare
and
had
expanded
;
now
it
belonged
to
the
Federation
and
was
still
larger
,
a
small
city
.
But
there
was
something
odd
about
Mrs
.
Bankerson
’
s
case
.
The
hospital
accepted
all
classes
of
patients
,
private
,
charity
,
and
government
;
the
floor
Jill
was
working
on
usually
had
only
government
patients
and
its
luxury
suites
were
occupied
by
Federation
Senators
or
other
official
guests
able
to
command
flossy
service
.
It
was
unusual
for
a
paying
private
patient
to
have
a
suite
on
her
floor
,
or
to
be
on
her
floor
in
any
status
.
Of
course
Mrs
.
Bankerson
could
be
overflow
,
if
the
part
of
the
Center
open
to
the
fee
-
paying
public
had
no
such
suite
available
.
Yes
,
probably
that
was
it
.
She
was
too
rushed
for
a
while
after
lunch
to
think
about
it
,
being
busy
with
incoming
patients
.
Shortly
a
situation
came
up
in
which
she
needed
a
powered
bed
.
The
routine
action
would
be
to
phone
for
one
to
be
sent
up
-
but
the
storage
room
was
in
the
basement
a
quarter
of
a
mile
away
and
Jill
wanted
the
bed
at
once
.
She
recalled
that
she
had
seen
the
powered
bed
which
was
normally
in
the
bedroom
of
suite
K
-
l2
parked
in
the
sitting
room
of
that
suite
;
she
remembered
telling
one
of
those
marine
guards
not
to
sit
on
it
.
Apparently
it
had
Simply
been
shoved
in
there
to
get
it
out
of
the
way
when
the
flotation
bed
had
been
installed
for
Smith
.
Possibly
it
was
still
sitting
there
,
gathering
dust
and
still
charged
out
to
the
floor
.
Powered
beds
were
always
in
short
supply
and
cost
six
times
as
much
as
an
ordinary
bed
.
While
,
strictly
speaking
,
it
was
the
wing
superintendent
’
s
worry
,
Jill
saw
no
reason
to
let
overhead
charges
for
her
floor
run
up
unnecessarily
-
and
besides
,
if
it
was
still
there
,
she
could
get
it
at
once
.
She
decided
to
find
out
.
The
sitting
room
door
was
still
locked
.
She
was
startled
to
find
that
her
pass
key
would
not
open
it
.
Making
a
mental
note
to
tell
maintenance
to
repair
the
lock
,
she
went
on
down
the
corridor
to
the
watch
room
of
the
suite
,
intending
to
find
out
about
the
bed
from
the
doctor
watching
over
Mrs
.
Bankerson
.
The
physician
on
watch
was
the
same
one
she
had
met
before
,
Dr
.
Brush
.
He
was
not
an
intern
,
nor
a
resident
,
but
had
been
brought
in
for
this
patient
,
Jill
had
learned
from
him
,
by
Dr
.
Garner
.
Brush
looked
up
as
she
put
her
head
in
.
"
Miss
Boardman
!
Just
the
person
I
want
to
see
!
"
"
Why
didn
’
t
you
ring
?
How
’
s
your
patient
?
"
"
She
’
s
all
right
,
"
he
answered
,
glancing
up
at
the
Peeping
Tom
,
"
But
I
definitely
am
not
.
"
"
Trouble
?
"
