Sybil Crawley

Much of the room was sectioned off with curtains, though a few were open, revealing empty beds or, in one or two cases, a doctor or patient talking quietly. Aside from the metal and bright lights, this, at least, reminded him of the hospitals he had known, where calm doctors examined nervous-looking patients who perched on uncomfortable beds. He nodded, eyes alert and curious. "You mentioned another ward - something-ography?" Now that sounded wholly unfamiliar.