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But
he
needed
something
.
If
he
was
going
to
have
to
see
that
pink
slip
about
the
carpet
on
his
note-minder
board
every
time
he
glanced
up
from
the
front
file
spread
out
in
front
of
them
,
he
needed
something
.
He
was
cruising
fairly
well
when
Mrs.
Baillings
,
the
night
nurse
,
poked
her
head
in
and
said
,
"
Your
wife
,
Dr.
Creed
.
Line
one
.
"
Louis
glanced
at
his
watch
and
saw
it
was
nearly
five-thirty
;
he
had
meant
to
be
out
of
here
an
hour
and
a
half
ago
.
"
Okay
,
Nancy
.
Thanks
.
"
He
picked
up
the
phone
and
punched
line
one
.
"
Hi
,
honey
.
Just
on
my
--
"
"
Louis
,
are
you
all
right
?
"
"
Yeah
,
fine
.
"
"
I
heard
about
it
on
the
news
.
Lou
,
I
'm
so
sorry
.
"
She
paused
a
moment
.
"
It
was
on
the
radio
news
.
They
had
you
on
,
answering
some
question
.
You
sounded
fine
.
"
"
Did
I
?
Good
.
"
"
Are
you
sure
you
're
all
right
?
"
