" I rasped.He opened the door and stepped out. I heard him speaking with someone outside the door then he came back in and shut the door."Mr. Jones wi...ll be up in a few moments. Would you like a drink of water? You're probably pretty dry." Yes, please."He approached the rolling tray that stood next to the annoying machine and picked up an ugly blue/green plastic cup with a rounded cover and a straw sticking out of it. He carried it to me and tilted it enough so that I could catch the straw. The members of the club were all interested in finding new ways to write. Before the questions started though Dave pulled out several slim new books. ‘This has just been published.’ He said. ‘It’s a collection of poems, companions to the short stories. I’d like you to share them.’ He passed them out to the eager novice writers. ‘This one, however, is special.’ He passed it to Victoria. She opened it and read the inscription he’d written and smiled at him. Then he began to talk. He told them. I asked if I could have any information about her captors."The Italians have already extracted their vengeance. They do not like white women being subjected to abuse by non-whites, "was his answer.He walked Percy to a special locked ward at the opposite end of the clinic as all the other rooms. There they went into a room with TV monitors which allowed constant supervision of the patients. There was only one monitor in operation.Percy stared at it in horror. There was a woman lying on the floor. " Oh, heavens, how strangely he expresses himself, count!" said Julie."Maximilian goes with me," said the count, in his kindest and most persuasive manner; "therefore do not make yourself uneasy on your brother's account." Once more farewell, my dear sister; Emmanuel, adieu!" Morrel repeated."His carelessness and indifference touch me to the heart," said Julie. "Oh, Maximilian, Maximilian, you are certainly concealing something from us." Pshaw!" said Monte Cristo, "you will see him return to.