THE LUCK OF THE IRISH
"I've got something to say to you, and I can't tell it to you while the nurse is around."
"Can't you tell me through the door?"
"No. This thing has got to be a face-to-face business."
She got out of bed, turned on the light, and put on her kimono. Easily five minutes passed before she felt strong enough to go to the door.
As she opened it and stepped back, her shoulders were dripping. She was so weak that if he touched her she must fall. But he did not enter the room. He stood on the threshold and stared at her miserably.
