Sophia Makariyan gave me dressing material in spite of the shrieks of scrub nurse Marina, Kuznetsov's mistress and informer. After dressing the syphs I proceeded to the famished paralytics suffering of bedsores. I turned ad washed them, changed bedclothes, dressed... Only in the morning I finished that churlish work. How happy the poor things were! What a relief is a fresh clean bandage instead of a blotch soaked with pus!
I caught it for that initiative! Everyone was furious; I put the paramedics of knitting the Spanish shoes out of the belting*, I did not let Jadwiga sleep, Fliss was mad because we had to return the material to the surgeons. And Miller!.. I knew that one should not have argued with him but responded to his rude bark "How dared you?" saying sharply, "I faced an unacceptable mess. And I set right what I could."

* Belting - heavy, very dense and strong technical fabric.