My dear Dick, John White tells me that our friend Harry Brewer is in great danger and needs a constant watch. A number of occasions throughout a given day, his body has to be turned to prevent the blood from pooling and the lungs from congesting. I would like to make use of the services of convict Mary Brenham in watching and helping to turn poor Harry—at least in those periods when she is not required for domestic service in your household. I would be grateful if you could send her to the hospital at nine o’clock, where I shall give her her instructions. He had not left his hut for the hospital when a servant of Dick Johnson’s came panting up the hillside to his hut with a reply. My dear Lieutenant Clark, Of course I am happy to provide Brenham for such a merciful service. As your spiritual counsel, however, I must advise you that you are concerning yourself overly much in the movements and affairs of this woman, since this is the second time in three days that you have taken a direct interest in her.
