Katherine Wilcox stood alone in the large Charnswell Kitchen while she grabbed herself a drink of water from the sink on the western wall of the kitchen but when she brought the glass to her lips until she heard someone stumble causing her to stare into the direction of the kitchen pantry as several apples rolled across the floor of the pantry until Mr Benjamin Westfall appeared holding a large sack of apples. Mr Westfall leaned down and picked up the apples which had rolled across the floor and added them to his sack before he looked up to see as Katherine stood at the Kitchen sink with the glass in her hands, "Katherine, I was under the impression that no one would have been here," Mr Westfall said.
"Can I be of some assistance, Mr Westfall?" Katherine asked.
"Oh no, Thank you Katherine," Mr Westfall said
Mr Westfall walked out of the kitchen pantry with the sack full of food passing Katherine as he headed for the doorway for the Servants corridor.
Mrs Henrietta Brandon wondered away from Brandon House through the town and towards the Charnswell Cottage Hospital because she had decided to assist Dr Nickolas McCoy and the nurses with Mr Allen Clark.
Mrs Brandon leaned over Mr Allen Clark with a stethoscope which she had raised the end of the stethoscope to Mr Clark's chest when Dr McCoy wondered into the ward with a bundle of papers in his hands and was followed by Nurse Francesca Dillon. The Doctor and Nurse stopped and watched as Mrs Brandon lightly tapped the end of the stethoscope before she looked into the face of Mr Clark, "May I?" Mrs Brandon asked.
Mr Clark nodded his head in response to Mrs Brandon before she approached Mr Clark by placing the metal of the stethoscope onto Mr Clark's chest, "I must compliment you, Mrs Brandon because when you made your proposition yesterday I believed that you may have been a great nurse however that you fainted sat the sight of blood but I witness that you are made of sterner matter," Dr McCoy said.
Mrs Brandon moved away from Mr Clark and wondered the short distance to stand with Dr McCoy and Nurse Dillon, "It is defiantly dropsy of the heart because alas it is rather too quiet to hear," Mrs Brandon said.
"Yes, I was afraid of that," Dr McCoy said.
"Dr McCoy, I have been thinking about some treatments that are available and considering the success which has been achieved over the last few years which consists of draining the fluid from the pericardial sac but then having to administer a dose of adrenaline to the heart," Mrs Brandon said.
"Mrs Brandon, I appreciate your ideas however..."
"However you shall not be willing to proceed," Mrs Brandon said.
"Mrs Brandon, an adrenaline injection is a completely new procedure," Dr McCoy asked.
"Dr McCoy, it was a while ago but I witnessed my husband, Alexander perform the procedure and I am certain that I know how," Mrs Brandon said.
"Mrs Brandon, alas do not force me to be uncivil bit we would be setting an impossible precedent for when every village could demand in the latest treatments for any cut or graze," Dr McCoy said.
"I shall remind you that we are not taking about a cut or a graze, Dr McCoy but alas a procedure which could prevent the loss of a man's life and the ruin of his family," Mrs Brandon said.
"I understand Mrs Brandon but alas I beg of you to see that it is not a reasonable request," Dr McCoy said.
Dr Nickolas McCoy and Mrs Henrietta Brandon continued to discuss the matter of Mr Allen Clark and the values of how the new procedure which Mrs Brandon request to save Mr Clark's life.
The Servant's Hall was quiet as Miss Callahan, Jeffrey Birch, Mr Jenkins and some of the other Housemaids sat around the table for tea while Miss Callahan repaired one of Her Ladyship's white velvet coat which had lost a button. Mr Jenkins sat on the opposite side of the table beside with a novel in his hands, "I am sorry but alas I have got standards," Miss Callahan complained.
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