Hall Of Secrets (A Benedict Hall Novel) - Plot & Excerpts
Aunt Adelaide’s arm was fractured, the two bones of the forearm snapped cleanly in two. Margot also saw, studying the image, that Adelaide Benedict’s bones were shockingly fragile, a condition that could only show on the radiograph if it were already far advanced. It would have taken very little strength to break them. Adelaide, even after being given a hypodermic, wept and complained throughout the setting of her arm and the application of plaster of Paris. She rolled her head to and fro on her pillow, and the nurses in the accident room raised their eyebrows at one another. “Dr. Benedict, do you have other orders?” The night nurse stood close beside the bed, keeping watch that Adelaide’s antics didn’t cause her to slide right off the edge. “Yes,” Margot said wearily. “She’d better have a sedative. Four ccs of valerian tincture, Nurse. I’ll stay with the patient while you prepare it.” “Yes, Doctor.” Margot bent over the bed. She was tempted to just strap the woman down and leave her, but she forced herself to speak kindly.
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