By Elizabeth Wesley
(pseud. Adeline McElfresh), ©1972
Cover illustration by
Enric Torres Prat
Pretty Laurie Ames was
used to handling dangerous medical crises as a highly skilled nurse—but
suddenly a different kind of peril haunted her young life. Behind the heavily
guarded doors of hospital room 711 a great scientist lay injured. Foreign
agents wanted him out of the way for good, and Laurie knew they might try to
reach him through her. Desperately she wondered whom she could trust. Handsome
Colonel Hank Romain, whose actions had become so secretive? Dashing playboy
Carl Jennings, with his witty repartee and tempting proposal? Or Andy Rogers,
the mysterious young patient who had lied about his past? Nurse Laurie Ames was
caught in a treacherous web of violence and intrigue—and her only hope for
safety lay in a daring gamble of love.
GRADE: B+
BEST QUOTES:
“That Phil Lansing is good with a capital G, in addition to
looking like a Greek god. If I’m ever hauled into County General, I can tell
you I want him working on me!”
“If it were a movie, one of us would fall in love with
whoever all the fuss is about and save his life.”
REVIEW:
Laurie Ames is a 24-year-old RN working at a local hospital
and dating Col. Hank Romain, who works at an Air Force compound where a
top-secret NASA program investigating space travel to Jupiter is underway.
She’s been invited out to interview for the industrial nursing position, but
she’s dubious; “She doubted that she could be happy passing out aspirin to scientists
and assorted other geniuses whose heads ached from the problems and assorted
frustrations of projected space exploration and interplanetary travel.” She’s
touring the facility with newspaperman Jack Howard, who’s writing an article
about the less-secret aspects of the program. But while the pair is there, an
accident occurs and two men are injured. Sean Riordan “just about was The
Jupiter Project. If anything truly serious had happened to him, it could have
meant failure, or at least months’ or years’ delay.” Now he’s been bashed on
the head by who-knows-who and is in a coma, as it happens on Laurie’s floor at
the hospital.
On her shift the next day, she finds both accident victims.
The genius Riordan is ensconced in the eponymous Room 711, but he’s being
attended to by private nurses and doctors and, with several guards outside his
door, no one ever gets a glimpse of him. There’s also a car accident victim,
Andrew Rogers, who wrecked his car a few miles outside the base. He had an
appointment with Col. Romain but never made it, poor thing. Between all these
new patients and a shortage of nurses, that means Laurie is on duty an awful
lot, so she’s running herself ragged. “Why couldn’t I have become a
clerk-typist or a lady lion tamer or an exotic dancer?” Laurie mourns, listing
about all the careers open to women in 1972 except teacher and stewardess. But
it’s a good thing she’s around, because she notices strange doings, like phone
calls from strangers who are trying to find Sean Riordan, shadowy figures on
the lawn looking toward his room’s windows, and a sudden preponderance of new
staff members. “It was strange that, all of a sudden, County General could find
nurses, orderlies, and medical technologists, when for years they had been
extremely scarce.” She goes straight to Hank with these concerns, and he
rewards her by becoming cold and blowing off dates with her. “Something had
changed between them. Almost from the day of Sean Riordan’s injury, Hank had
been different.”
She’s also wondering about Andy Rogers, who has no family or
friends that anyone can track down. She also wonders why he hasn’t called
anyone, now that he’s awake and lucid. “No one should be so utterly alone,” she
worries. “She liked him. She maybe could more than like him. The realization,
and her thundering pulses, surprised her.” This despite his secret past: “For
all anyone knows about him, he might have been born at age 28 in the ambulance
that brought him here and he’s willing to leave it that way,” muses Dr. Lansing
to Laurie. He remembers an old med-school chum who hails from the same small
town that Andy is supposed to come from, and a story that doc told him about an
Air Force man named Rogers who married a local gal and then went MIA in
Vietnam. “ ‘What are you saying, Dr. Lansing? That Andy is—is an amnesiac?’ She
couldn’t bring herself to say ‘married.’ Oh, God, don’t let him be!” But Dr.
Lansing thinks he’s worse than married, that he’s a spy who stole the real Andy
Rogers’ driver’s license and is “taking all of us for a ride in a troika.”
Yikes!
The shenanigans continue apace: New orderlies are caught
whispering in the linen closet, a faked “emergency” in the elevator meant to
draw staff away from Room 711 fools our stalwart heroine not a second, Laurie
tails a strange man sneaking up the stairs and is attacked by him before she
fights him off and escapes. Then, five pages from the end, the final scene
kicks off unceremoniously when Laurie notices that the door to Andy’s room,
usually open ajar, is now closed. She walks in to find two armed men holding
Andy hostage—and Andy is soon revealed to be none other than the real Sean
Riordan!!! Laurie once again saves the day by managing to press the call
button, and the door explodes open and Hank and five security agents subdue the
bad guys. It’s an unusual method of answering a call light, but in this
instance it certainly comes in handy. Then all that’s left is for Andy/Sean to
kiss Laurie, even if it is against hospital regulations, and the book comes to what
is actually a sweet ending.
This is a satisfying and pleasant book, even if it isn’t
doesn’t have much in the way of camp or sparkling writing. We spend a lot of
time with Laurie as she cares for various patients, and we participate in her
life in a way that feels genuine. Her growing affection for Andy is a bit out
of the blue, as she spends little time with him over the course of the book,
and all the various plots and mysterious happenings play out a bit like an
author’s to-do list, but these minor flaws don’t detract much from the
enjoyable trip that is The Patient in 711.
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