head nurse entered from a rear room.

"Are there any operations going on now?" I asked.

She looked mechanically at her watch. "Yes, there are two cases,
now, I think," she answered.

"Would you like to follow our technique, Doctor?" I asked, turning
to Dr. Reinstorm.

"I should be delighted," he acquiesced.

A moment later we passed down the corridor of the Sanitarium,
still chatting. At the door of a ward I spoke to the attendant who
indicated that a patient was about to be anesthetized, and
Reinstrom and I entered the room.

There, in perfect quiet, which is an essential part of the
treatment, were several women patients lying in bed in the ward.
Before us two nurses and a doctor were in attendance on one.

I spoke to the Doctor, Dr. Holmes, by the way, who bowed politely
to the distinguished Dr. Reinstrom, then turned quickly to his
work.

"Miss Sears," he asked of one of the nurses, "will you bring me
that hypodermic needle? How are you getting on, Miss Stern?" to
the other who was scrubbing the patient's arm with antiseptic soap
and water, thoroughly sterilizing the skin.