The patient's eyes were closed and his breathing was regular.

He was coming along.

Cutty decided to go to bed.
Meantime, when the elevator touched the ground floor, the operator observed a prospective passenger.
"Last trip, sir.

You'll have to take the stairs." "Where'll I find the engineer who went up with you just now ?" "The man I took up?
Gone to bed, I guess." "What floor ?" "Nothing doing, bo.

I'm wise.