Chapter 35
“Father,” I said, “I have a letterhead in my hand that has everything you need. Give me a fax number, and we’ll send it to you as soon as we end this call.”
He gave me the number and said, “Are you coming back to Aragoni tonight?”
“We’re booked on the early morning train, and I’ll leave it that way. As it happens, there’s a performance at La Scala tonight, and I know someone there who might be able to help me obtain tickets for Valerius and myself.”
“That will be a good experience for him.”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”
“Is Valerius with you now?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Valerius, are you minding your brother?”
“Yes, Sir,” Valerius said.
“Good. I will see both of you tomorrow.”
The phone line went dead, and Dr. Del Ciello turned off the speaker.
“I must say, Doctor, that you seem relieved at the prospect of losing one of your paying guests,” I said.
“The man is a charity patient, and the cost of keeping him here far exceeds any reimbursements we get.”