Thornton said at last. âMrs. Hilder, you are pleased with their performance?â
I glanced warily at Matron, but she wasnât looking at me. She had never spoken to me about the incident with Jack Yates, and I was waiting for discipline to fall like a guillotine.
âYes, Doctor,â said Matron.
âJolly good.â He turned to her. âDr. Oliver and I would like to try something different today. We normally luncheon privately with you, but today weâd like to join the rest of the nurses.â
From the corner of my eye I saw Boney jerk with surprise.
âOf course, Doctor,â said Matron. âLet us set the table for extra places and weâll be ready.â
âThank you.â
We nurses were so run off our feet we almost never took luncheon; we merely grabbed a few bites of food between tasks. But this day we had to set the kitchen table with two extra plates.
âWeâre here really as observers,â said Dr. Thornton as he pulled up his chair. âA suggestion of Mr. Deightonâs. You mustnât pay us any mind.â
âWeâre happy to have you, if I may say so, Doctor,â said Boney with shining eyes.
âThank you, Nurse.â
We sat, awkwardly rubbing elbows, and served our meal. I tried to take Dr. Thorntonâs measure, as I always took the measure of men who had the authority to sack me. A tyrant, a bully, a lecher? Did a doctor of minds, instead of bodies, have some kind of all-knowing ability to read thoughts? Perhaps he did, in order to heal patients. All I could see was that he was younger than our oldest patient, Mr. MacInnesâwho had been an orderly in a casualty clearing station and had come home from Vimy with shell shockâand that he ate ravenously.
I slowly came out of my woolgathering to discover that they were discussing Patient Sixteen. Dr. Thornton was frowning.
âI donât like this,â he said. âCan he not be dissuaded?â
âI donât believe so, Doctor,â Matron replied. âI spoke to him this morning, and he was quite insistent that he wanted to join this afternoonâs sessions.â
âBut heâs never done so before.â Dr. Oliver was amazed. âHeâs always seen us privately. Why join the group sessions? Why now?â
âI canât say,â said Matron. âHe told me only he thought he was ready.â
âI donât like this,â Dr. Thornton said again. âIt will disrupt the other patients. And heâll be seen by orderlies and other staff without clearance. This is expressly against Mr. Deightonâs orders. The situation with Patient Sixteen is supposed to be contained.â
He glared at Matron as he said this, as if this were her doing. I glanced at the other nurses. They were sitting silently, as if taking in a tennis match. Nina, of course, was eating her lunch.
âThat isnât all, Iâm afraid,â Matron said. âHeâs also asking permission to exercise out of doors.â
âWith the others?â Dr. Thornton was horrified.
âNo,â Matron replied. âHe says he would like to go running alone at dawn every day. He says heâs beginning to feel the lack of activity in his room. He says he thinks the exercise may be beneficial to him.â
What are you playing at, Jack Yates?
It was the first thought through my mind, and immediately I silenced it. Perhaps the request was a sincere one. Why did I doubt it?
Dr. Thorntonâs eyes narrowed. âPatients taking excursions alone is expressly discouraged by Mr. Deighton.â
âHe should be refused,â Dr. Oliver agreed. âOn both requests.â
âI donât believe he means to be disruptive,â Matron said. âHis isolation, up until now, has been a voluntary one.â
Dr. Oliver nodded. âThatâs true. But if his changing his mind is going to disrupt the others, I wonder if enforced
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