“I gave him laudanum last night and he’s still sleeping. He should wake soon. Would you like me to send for you when he does?”
“Please.”
“And Rebecca-Perfecta—” the physician hesitated before leaving them “—do you think you might help Sergeant Unger inventory the stores and pharmaceuticals? I could order a nurse to help him, but you know the ‘volunteers’ I get. Most are men the sergeants are trying to get rid of. I don’t trust them not to drink what’s left of the whiskey or help themselves to the laudanum.”
“I’ll come as soon as I can, Doc.”
“You can go now if you wish,” Flora offered as they resumed their walk. “I should visit the infirmary. I think Private Greeley is one of Brian’s men. But I just can’t do it today.”
“You don’t have to,” Rebecca told her soothingly. “Would you like to come to my house? Or would you prefer to go home?”
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