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Show -208-- The hospital parking lot was almost as large as the one for the football stadium, just a few blocks farther on. And i t was so nearly f u l l that the Professor had to drive up and down the lanes for several minutes before a car pulled out of one of the spaces and rellnguished i t to him. Inside, he quickly found the number of his sister-in-law's room and ms given directions on how to get there. When he peered into i t , his wife, .who xsas s i t t i n g beside the bed read-inga magazine, saw him and put her finger to her l i p s . . On the bed, he could see nothing but a s t i l l form beneath the covers. His wife tip-toed to him and pulled him into the h a l l. "She's sleeping," she said, unnecessarily. "How does she seem?" the Professor asked. "Better, I think, but she's so x*eak,it»s hard to t e l l ." She told him she ms surprised to see him this early. Her s i s t e r ' s husband would be by to relieve her in t h i r t y minutes. "There's a small xiaiting room right doxm the h a l l . Why don't you go doxm there and read? I ' l l come along as soon as I can?" "All r i g h t , " he said, "but can't I just look a t her f i r s t ?" "Of course," his x^rife answered. "Don't xaken her though. She needs a l l the r e s t she can get." They both xalked quietly and carefully to the bedside. His wife raised the bedclothes s l i g h t l y , to expose her s i s t e r ' s face in sleep. The features were relaxed, and the skin xas s t i l l pale, but his s i s t e r - i n - l aw breathed easily and regularly, and some- |