ah.thefinaldiagnosis-第58章
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ough the corridors of Three Counties。 Led by O'Donnell； it included Orden Brown； Harry Tomaselli； and Dr。 Norbert Ford； city health officer of Burlington。 Behind them were Mrs。 Straughan； the chief dietitian； who had arrived at the administration suite as they were leaving； and a young assistant health officer whose name O'Donnell had missed in the flurry of introductions。
Now that his initial anger was over； the chief of surgery was relieved that the interruption of a few minutes ago had prevented what could have bee a major quarrel between himself and Orden Brown。 He realized that all of them； himself included； had bee unnaturally tense over the past few days； and the board chairman had； after all； done no more than relay a message。 O'Donnell's real quarrel was with Eustace Swayne； and he had already resolved to meet the old tycoon face to face as soon as this present business was over。 Then； whatever overtures Swayne chose to make； O'Donnell planned to respond with plain； blunt words； no matter what the consequences might be。
It had been Kent O'Donnell's suggestion that the group should visit the pathology department。 He had told the city health officer； 〃At least you'll see we're doing everything possible to trace the source of infection。〃
Dr。 Ford had at first demurred。 〃There's been no suggestion that you're not； and I doubt if I could add anything to what your pathologists are doing；〃 he had said。 But at O'Donnell's insistence he had agreed to go； and now they were en route to the basement pathology lab。
John Alexander glanced up as the group entered； then continued with the sugar test he was carrying out。 Pearson； on seeing O'Donnell and Orden Brown； moved forward to meet them； wiping both hands on his already soiled lab coat。 At a signal from Harry Tomaselli； David Coleman followed him。
O'Donnell handled the introductions。 As Pearson and Dr。 Norbert Ford shook hands the health officer asked； 〃Have you e up with anything？〃
〃Not yet。〃 Pearson gestured around the lab。 〃As you can see； we're still working。〃
O'Donnell said； 〃Joe； I thought you should know。 Dr。 Ford has ordered the closing of our kitchens。〃
〃Today？〃 There was disbelief in Pearson's voice。
The health officer nodded gravely。 〃I'm afraid so。〃
〃But you can't do that！ It's ridiculous！〃 This was the old aggressive Pearson； his voice belligerent； eyes flashing behind the mask of tiredness。 He stormed on； 〃Why； man alive； we'll be working all night； and every subculture will be finished by midday tomorrow。 If there's a carrier； all the chances are we'll have learned who it is。〃
〃I'm sorry。〃 The health officer shook his head。 〃We can't take that chance。〃
〃But closing the kitchens means closing the hospital。〃 Pearson fumed。 〃Surely you can wait until morning…at least until then。〃
〃I'm afraid not。〃 Dr。 Ford was polite but firm。 〃In any case； the decision is not entirely mine。 The city simply cannot afford the possibility of a wider epidemic。 At the moment your outbreak is within these walls； but at any point it could spread outside。 It's that we're thinking of。〃
Harry Tomaselli put in； 〃We're serving the evening meal； Joe； and that will be the last。 We're sending home all the patients we can and transferring most of the others。〃
There was silence。 Pearson's face muscles were working。 His deep…set； red…rimmed eyes seemed close to tears。 His voice near a whisper； he said； 〃I never thought I'd see the day 。 。 。〃
As the group turned away O'Donnell added quietly； 〃To tell the truth； Joe； neither did I。〃
They had reached the door when John Alexander announced； 〃I have it。〃
As a unit the group turned。 Pearson asked sharply； 〃You have what？〃
〃A definite typhoid。〃 Alexander pointed to the row of sugar tubes on which he had been working。
〃Let me see！〃 Almost at a run； Pearson crossed the lab。 The others had turned back into the room。
Pearson looked at the row of tubes。 Nervously his tongue touched his lips。 If Alexander were right； this was the moment they had worked for。 〃Call off the list；〃 he said。
John Alexander picked up a textbook open at a double page。 It was a tabulated chart of biochemical reactions of bacteria in sugar tubes。 Putting a finger on the column headed 〃Salmonella typhi；〃 he prepared to read down。
Pearson picked up the first of the ten tubes。 He called out； 〃Glucose。〃
Checking the list； Alexander answered； 〃Acid formation； but no gas。〃
Pearson nodded。 He replaced the tube and selected a second。 〃Lactose。〃
〃No acid； no gas；〃 Alexander read。
〃Right。〃 A pause。 〃Dulcitol。〃
Again Alexander read； 〃No acid； no gas。〃
〃Sucrose。〃
〃No acid； no gas。〃 Once more the correct reaction for typhoid bacilli。 The tension in the room was mounting。
Pearson took another tube。 〃Mannitol。〃
〃Acid formation； but no gas。〃
〃Correct。〃 Another。 〃Maltose。〃
〃Acid； but no gas。〃
Pearson nodded。 Six down； four to go。 Now he said； 〃Xylose。〃
Once more Alexander read； 〃Acid； but no gas。〃
Seven。
〃Arabinose。〃
John Alexander said； 〃Either acid but no gas or no reaction at all。〃
Pearson announced； 〃No reaction。〃
Eight。 Two more。
〃Rhamnose？〃
〃No reaction。〃
Pearson looked at the tube。 He said softly； 〃No reaction。〃
One to go。
From the last tube Pearson read； 〃Indole production。〃
〃Negative；〃 Alexander said； and replaced the book。
Pearson turned to the others。 He said； 〃There's no question。 This is the typhoid carrier。〃
〃Who is it？〃 The administrator was first to ask。
Pearson turned over a petri dish。 He read off； Number seventy…two。〃
David Coleman had already reached for a ledger。 There was a list with entries in his own handwriting。 He announced； 〃Charlotte Burgess。〃
〃I know her！〃 Mrs。 Straughan said quickly。 〃She works on the serving counter。〃
As if by instinct； all eyes swung to the clock。 It was seven minutes after five。
Mrs。 Straughan said urgently； 〃The dinner！ They're beginning to serve the evening meal！〃
〃Let's get to the dining room fast！〃 As he spoke； Harry Tomaselli was already at the door。
On the hospital's second floor the nursing supervisor entered Vivian's room with a harassed air； glancing at the door number as she came in。
〃Oh yes； you're Miss Loburton。〃 She consulted a clip board and made a penciled notation。 〃You'll be transferred to the West Burlington Clinic。〃
Vivian asked； 〃When will it be； please？〃 She had already learned； earlier in the afternoon； of the impending move and the reason for it。
〃The ambulances are very busy now；〃 the supervisor said。 〃I expect it will be several hours…probably about nine o'clock tonight。 Your own nurse will be in to help you with your things in plenty of time。〃
〃Thank you；〃 Vivian said。
Her mind back with the clip board； the supervisor nodded and went out。
This was the time； Vivian decided； to call Mike。 Their five days of separation were not due to end until tomorrow； but neither of them had contemplated anything like this。 Besides； she had already e to regret the whole idea of having a period of time apart； she saw it now as a stupid and unnecessary notion which she wished had never occurred to her。
Her hand went out for the bedside telephone； and this time there was no hesitation。 When the operator answered Vivian said； 〃Dr。 Michael Seddons； please。〃
〃One moment。〃
There was a wait of several minutes； then the operator came on the line。 〃Dr。 Seddons is away from the hospital with one of the transfer ambulances。 Can someone else help？〃
〃No； thank you；〃 Vivian said。 〃I'd like to leave a message though。〃
The operator asked； 〃Is this a medical matter？〃
She hesitated。 〃Well； not really。〃
〃We can only take urgent medical messages now。 Will you make your call later； please。〃 There was a click as the line went dead。 Slowly Vivian replaced the telephone。
Outside in the hallway she could hear motion and raised voices。 She sensed an undercurrent of excitement； there was a sharp order given； then a clatter as an object fell to the floor； and someone laughed。 It all sounded monplace； and yet at this moment her mind clamored to share in it； to be a part of whatever was going on。 Then her eyes fell to the bedclothes； to where the coverlet went flat at the point where her left leg ended。 Suddenly； for the first time； Vivian felt fearfully and desperately alone。
〃Oh； Mike！〃 she whispered。 〃Mike darling…wherever you are； please e to me soon！〃
Nurse Penfield was about to enter the cafeteria when she saw the group bearing down toward her。 She recognized the administrator and the chief of surgery。 Behind them； her big breasts bouncing with the effort of keeping up； was Mrs。 Straughan； the chief dietitian。
Passing through the cafeteria entrance； Harry Tomaselli slowed his pace。 He told Mrs。 Straughan； 〃I want this done quickly and quietly。〃
The dietitian nodded； and together they entered the kitchens through a service doorway。
O'Donnell beckoned Nurse Penfield。 〃e with me； please。 I'd like you to help us。〃
What happened next was done with swiftness and precision。 One moment a middle…aged woman was serving at the cafeteria counter。 The next； Mrs。 Straughan had taken her arm and had steered her into the diet office at the rear。 O'Donnell told the bewildered woman； 〃One moment； please；〃 and motioned Nurse Penfield to remain with her。
〃Take the food she was serving and incinerate it；〃 he instructed Mrs。 Straughan。 〃Get back any you can that's already been served。 Remove any dishes she may have touched and boil them。〃
The chief dietitian went out to the serving counter。 In a few minutes O'Donnell's instructions had been followed and the cafeteria line was moving once more。 Only a few individuals closest to the scene were aware of what had occurred。
In the office at the rear O'Donnell told the woman kitchen worker； 〃Mrs。 Burgess； I must ask you to regard yourself as a patient in the hospital。〃 He added kindly； 〃Try not to be alarmed； everything will be explained to you。〃
To Nurse Penfield he said； 〃Take this patient to the isolation ward。 She's to have contact with no one。 I'll call Dr。 Chandler and he'll issue instructions。〃
Gently Elaine Penfield led the frightened woman away。
Afterward Mrs。 Straughan asked curiously； 〃What happens to her now； Dr。 O。？〃
〃She'll be well looked after；〃 O'Donnell said。 〃She'll stay in isolation； and the internists will study her for a while。 Sometimes； you know； a typhoid carrier may have an infected gall bladder； and if that's the case she'll probably be operated on。〃 He added； 〃There'll be follow…up checks； of course； on all the other people who have been affected。 Harvey Chandler will see to that。〃
On the diet…office telephone Harry Tomaselli was telling an assistant； 〃That's what I said： cancel everything…transfers； discharges other than normal； catered meals； the whole works。 And when you've done that you can call the admitting office。〃 The administrator grinned across the desk at O'Donnell。 〃Tell them that Three Counties Hospital is back in business。〃
Tomaselli hung up the phone and accepted the cup of coffee which the chief dietitian had poured him from her private percolator。
〃By the way； Mrs。 Straughan；〃 he said； 〃there hasn't been time to tell you before； but you're getting your new dishwash
