The Doctor's grim regard softened a little. "If I tell you, you won't
publish it? Or give it away? Or try to communicate with her? I won't
have her pestered."
"My word of honor."
"She's at the typhus hospital."
"And she's got typhus?" groaned Hal.
"No. Who said she had it? She's been exposed to it."
Hardly was the last word out of his mouth when he was alone. Hal had
made a dash for a taxi. "Health Bureau," he cried.
By good fortune he found Dr. Merritt in.
"You've got Esme Elliot at the typhus hospital," he said breathlessly.
"Yes. In the isolation ward."
"Why?"
"She's been exposed. She carried a child, in convulsions, into the
hospital. The child developed typhus late Saturday night; must have been
infected at the time. As soon as I knew, I sent for her, and she came
like the brave girl she is, yesterday morning."
"Will she get the fever?"
"God forbid! Every precaution has been taken."
"Merritt, that's an awful place for a girl like Miss Elliot. Get her
out."
"Don't ask me! I've got to treat all exposed cases alike."
"But, Merritt," pleaded Hal, "in this case an exception can't injure any
one. She can be completely quarantined at home. You told Wayne you owed
the 'Clarion' and me a big debt. I wouldn't ask it if it were anything
else; but--"
"Would you do it yourself?" said the young health officer steadily.
"Have you done it in your paper?"
"But this may be her life," argued the advocate desperately. "Think! If
it were your sister, or--or the woman you cared for."
Dr. Merritt's fine mouth quivered and set. "Kathleen Pierce is
quarantined with Esme," he said quietly.
The pair looked each other through the eyes into the soul and knew one
another for men.
"You're right, Merritt," said Hal. "I'm sorry I asked."
"I'll keep you posted," said the official, as his visitor turned away.
Meantime, Esme had volunteered as an emergency nurse, and been gladly
accepted. In the intervals of her new duties she had received from her
distracted cousin, who had been calling up every half-hour to find out
whether she "had it yet," Hal's message that he would not be able to see
her that day, and, not having seen the "Clarion," was at a loss to
understand it.
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