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The voice took one of his hands.

          "You have been admitted to Hamburg Hospital for observation for signs of internal injuries and
          shock. Your knee has been badly sprained, but all being well that’s all. You had a narrow escape.

          Do you remember your name?"
          "Johan."

          "How are you?"

          "Fine. But I am tired and thirsty," he replied in German. He tried to focus on the doctor’s name
          badge that was fixed to his overall. ‘Senior registrar,’ it said.

          "We are going to keep you in for a couple of days. Your knee is well and truly done in; it possibly

          feels a little stiff."
          Using a little pen torch, the doctor inspected both his eyes. Johan could not help thinking that the

          doctor could see his heart beating hard through his white hospital gown.
          "I ought to ring my wife and tell her where I am."

          "We can wheel the hospital telephone over to you or you can get a nurse to ring for you."

          The doctor checked his pulse.
          "Just relax now. The police have caught the pyromaniac."

          Johan turned round in his bed in order to support his elbow. The doctor continued: "He is unlikely

          to do any more harm."
          "Caught him?" asked Johan surprised.

          "The pyromaniac is no doubt depressed and mentally ill. This sort of thing is invariably a cry for

          help. The police caught him a couple of kilometres away from the scene."
          Slowly Johan came to his senses. He shook his head despairingly.

          "Such a relief. I don’t really understand what happened."

          "We will now give you a mild sedative," interjected a matronly nurse who had remained in the
          background.

          She introduced herself as Nete and gave him a small blue plastic mug with a couple of pills in it.

          "Press this button if you need anything."
          With his eyes he followed her plump finger that pointed to a little button on the bedside table.

          "I need to ring my wife. I would like to use a phone as soon as possible," Johan asked again.
          The doctor nodded.

          "Would you like Nete ring so that you can get some sleep?"

          "It had better be me that talks to her. My wife will be worried if someone from the hospital rings."
          The doctor and the nurse both nodded.

          "Just relax. We are used to having Danes admitted. They are not usually any trouble," interjected

          the doctor and got ready to go.
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