"H. L. Gold - Man With English" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gold H. L)

me in a bed filled with bread crumbs?"
"It was freshly made"
"Crumbs. You heard me. And the pillow has rocks in it."
"What else is bothering you?" asked the doctor worriedly.
"It's freezing in here." Stone felt the terror rise in him
again. "It was summer when I fell off the ladder. Don't tell
me I've been unconscious clear through till winter!"
"No, Pop," said Arnold. "That was yesterday"
"I'll take care of this," Dr. Rankin said firmly. "I'm afraid
you and your son will have to leave, Mrs. Stone. I have to
do a few tests on your husband."
"Will he be all right?" she appealed.
"Of course, of course," he said inattentively, peering with
a frown at the shivering patient. "Shock, you know," he
added vaguely.
"Gosh, Pop," said Amold, "1m sorry this happened. I got
the driveway all cleaned up."
"And we'll take care of the store till you're better," Mrs.
Stone promised.
"Don't you darel" yelled Stone. "Youll put me out of
business!"
The doctor hastily shut the door on them and came back
to the bed. Stone was clutching the light summer blanket
around himself. He felt colder than he'd ever been in his
life.
"Can't you get me more blankets?" he begged. "You don't
want me to die of pneumonia, do you?"
Dr. Rankin opened the blinds and asked, "What's this
like?"
"Night," chattered Stone. "A new idea to save electricity
booking up the blinds to the light switch?"
The doctor closed the blinds and sat down beside the
bed. He was sweating as he reached for the signal button
and pressed it. A nurse came in, blinking in their direction.
"Why don't you turn on the light?" she asked.
"Hub?" said Stone. "They are."
"Nurse, I'm Dr. Rankin. Get me a piece of sandpaper,
some cotton swabs, an ice cube and Mr. Stone's lunch."
"Is there anything he shouldn't eat?"
"That's what I want to find out. Hurry, please."
"And some blankets," Stone put in, shaking with the chill.
"Blankets, Doctor?" she asked, startled.
"Half a dozen will do," he said. "I think."
It took her ten minutes to return with all the items. Stone
wanted them to keep adding blankets until all seven were
on him. He still felt cold.
"Maybe some hot coffee?" he suggested.
The doctor nodded and the nurse poured a cup, added
the spoon and a half of sugar he requested, and he took a
mouthful. He sprayed it out violently,