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The doctor came out of the room and said soberly. "It's acute alcoholism She'll be all right with some rest Just give her some black coffee and let her sleep."
"Can we go in there?" asked Zey.
"Well, I wouldn't," answered the doctor. "She needs her rest"
"She can't rest here," Arbuckle said. "She's caused enough damage." He waved his arm around the room "Look, everybody's gone. The party's over. She wrecked it. Tell you what 111 do, you set her up in another room and IH take care of everything. How's that?"
"Certainly," responded Boyle. He called the desk to get a room for her.
The girls volunteered to help move her. The two men agreed and left. Arbuckle went in to take a shower. Sherman was sleeping on the floor.
With the help of a bellboy and Al, Zey and Maude halfcarried, half-dragged their moaning patient to Room 1227, where they put her to bed.
It was the worst thing that could have happened to her. Treatment actually called for an immediate operation to sew up the torn bladder, sedatives and some medication as an infection preventive.
The bellhop left The girls stood by the bedside trying to communicate in some way with Virginia, but she just moaned softly, not answering their questions. Then Zey had an idea. "I read somewhere," she said, "that for acute alcoholism a cold bath is often helpful."
So, grasping at anything, Maude ran a cold bath and the girls and Al slowly lowered her into the water. She screamed in agony, the cold water dilating the torn internal organs. It was a dangerous thing to do because the water, unsterilized, could infect.
After several minutes, the girls took Virginia out of the water, dried her off and put her back to bed. She shivered convulsively. Maude bent down and kissed her, then said, "We have to get another doctor. Oh my God, this poor girl is dying."
Zey agreed it was the sensible thing to do. But she
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