The Return of Doctor X Page #2

- But hurry up, will you, Mike?

Yes, sir. It's scheduled

for 10:
00 sharp.

Yes, we purposely postponed

the operation until this morning

so that Dr. Flegg could perform it.

Right, sir, we'll be ready.

Did the blood donor shown

up yet, Miss Sweetman?

Not yet. Should be here any moment.

Whom did you call?

Stanley Rodgers.

Rodgers? He's in blood

group one, isn't he?

- That's right.

- Is the patient group one?

That was the lab report.

That's funny. I thought

she was ordinary group four.

Better call Rodgers again.

Dr. Flegg doesn't like

to be kept waiting,

and we must have a transfusion

before we can operate.

Yes, Doctor.

Vance, look up Rodgers'

number, see what's keeping him.

Yes, Miss Sweetman.

- Hello?

- Hello, Mr. Rodgers?

Jules Hospital calling.

Remember, you have an appointment

this morning with Dr. Rhodes.

Gosh, what time is it?

I guess I must have forgot to

set the alarm. I'll be right over.

- Sorry to have kept you, Walt.

- Oh, I know you're busy, Mike,

but you don't have to treat

me like the forgotten man.

I had to check up on

some blood test reports.

- Go ahead, spin the rest of your yarn.

- Well, that's all there is.

The dame that was sitting in

Picklepuss' office was Angela Merrova.

There's no getting around that.

But the thing is, I

can't figure it out.

- What makes you think I can help you?

- Well, this is a chest x-ray, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Well, how do you get a good look at it?

- I want to show you something.

- Pull down the blinds.

- Now what's on your mind, Walt?

- Mike,

- isn't the heart about here?

- That's right.

Did you ever hear of a person surviving

with a deep knife wound about there?

Well, friend, I'd say it's impossible.

But maybe the wound wasn't

as deep as you thought it was.

No, it was at least four inches.

And it was as clean as if

you'd done it with your scalpel.

- Me?

- No, I don't mean you,

but it did look as if it

had been done by a surgeon.

And then the corpse got

up and walked away, eh?

Oh, Mike...

Give me an even break, will you? I

know it sounds as crazy as a loon.

You probably think I'm

the one that's crazy.

But I'm on the level.

I'd take an oath.

If what you say is true, even if

the heart puncture didn't kill her,

- she'd bleed to death.

- That's it.

That's what made the

body look so peculiar.

I never saw a corpse

that color before.

- What color?

- Absolutely dead white.

It looked as if every ounce of blood

had been drained out of her body.

Extreme pallor setting in within

ten minutes. I've never heard of it.

Well, you're hearing about it now.

And when I saw her in the boss' office

she looked exactly as

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