"Yes?" A gentle, masculine voice.
He opened his eyes with an effort. There was a blurred face before him;
in a moment it grew clearer. The strong, clean-shaven chin contrasted
oddly with the haggard circles under the eyes. There was a clean,
starched odor.
"Where am I?" he said. He tried to turn his head, but a firm hand
pressed him back into the sheets.
"You're in a hospital. Just lie quietly, please."