A week? I’d give it a day and see how it felt. But I knew how to answer instruction. “Yes, sir.”
Then something occurred to me. “How did you know to visit?”
He laughed. “Why, I got a telephonic call in the midst of night from your husband.”
I snorted. “Ten Hogan. Why am I not surprised?”
“I don’t understand.”
“Master Hogan was here last night. He told my husband of it.”
Amusement flashed past his ancient gray eyes, but he quickly recovered. “I see.” He rose. “I’ll visit again in a few days. But if the pain increases, contact me at once.”
“I will.” Then a thought pushed all my plans aside. “How much do I owe you?”
He smiled. “I was merely on my way to an appointment, and came to call on a dear friend.” He patted my hand. “No need to fret.”
After Dr. Salmon left, I sat with my injur
