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a motive that startled and defied him.
"There should be moonlight on your hair," said Brian, drifting slowly back to a knowledge of reality and pain.
"Moonlight ?" "You are Joan." "Yes.

At least until Doctor Cole finds someone else, I am at times your nurse.

The pain, Brian ?" She bent over him, straightening a pillow, touching his forehead with cool, questioning fingers.
"Not worse," said Brian.
"I am glad." "There was a purple cloud," he said, frowning.
"The drug.

Doctor Barrington wanted you to sleep." "And the geranium ?" His eyes sought it with relief.
"Kenny found it.