The Chosen

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'Sure, kid. Sure. Old Tony doesn't like fanatics, that's all. '

'I don't think he's a fanatic. '

'No? What's he go around in those clothes for? '

'They all wear those clothes. It's part of their religion. '

'Sure, kid. But listen. You're a good kid. So I'm telling you, watch out for those fanatics. They're the worst cloppers around. ' He looked at a card in his hands, then threw it down. 'Lousy game. No luck. ' He scooped up the cards, patted them into a deck, and put them on the night table. He lay back on his pillow. 'Long day. ' he said, talking almost to himself. 'Like waiting for a big fight. ' He closed his left eye.

I woke during the night and lay still a long time, trying to remember where I was. I saw the dim blue night light at the other end of the ward, and took a deep breath. I heard a movement next to me and turned my head. The curtain had been drawn around Mr Savo's bed, and I could hear people moving around. I sat up. A nurse came over to me from somewhere. 'You go right back to sleep, young man: she ordered. 'Do you hear? ' She seemed angry and tense. I lay back on my bed. In a little while, I was asleep.

When I woke in the morning, the curtain was still drawn around Mr Savo's bed. I stared at it. It was light brown, and it enclosed the area of the bed completely so that not even the metal legs of the bed could be seen. I remembered Monday afternoon when I had awakened with the curtain around my bed and Mrs Carpenter bending over me, and I wondered what had happened to Mr Savo. I saw Mrs Carpenter coming quickly up the aisle, carrying a metal tray in her hands. There were instruments and bandages on the tray. I sat up and asked her what was wrong with Mr Savo. She looked at me sternly, her round, fleshy face grim. 'Mr Savo will be all right, young man. Now you just go about your own business and let Mr Savo be. ' She disappeared behind the curtain. I heard a soft moan. At the other end of the ward, the radio had been turned on and the announcer was talking about the war. I didn't want to turn my radio on for fear of disturbing Mr Savo. I heard another moan, and then I couldn't stand it anymore. I got out of my bed and went to the bathroom. Then I walked around in the' hall outside the ward and stared at the people on the street. When I came back, the curtain was still drawn around Mr Savo's bed, and Billy was awake.

I sat down on my bed and saw him turn his head in my direction.

'Is that you, Bobby? ' he asked me.

'Sure, ' I said.

'Is something wrong with Mr Savo? ' I wondered how he knew about that.

'I think so, ' I told him. 'They've got the curtain around his bed, and Mrs Carpenter is in there with him. '

'No, ' Billy said. 'She just went away. I was calling him, and she told me not to disturb him. Is it something very bad? '

'I don't know. I think we ought to talk a little quieter, Billy. So we don't bother him. '

'That's right, ' Billy said, lowering his voice.

'Also, I think we'll stop listening to the radio today. We don't want to wake him if he's sleeping. '

Billy nodded fervently.

I got my tefillin from the night table and sat on my bed and prayed for a long time. Mostly, I prayed for Mr Savo.

I was eating breakfast when I saw Dr Snydman hurrying up the aisle with Mrs Carpenter. He didn't even notice me as he passed my bed. He was wearing a dark suit, and he wasn't smiling. He went behind the curtain around Mr Savo's bed, and Mrs Carpenter followed. I heard them talking softly, and I heard Mr Savo moan a few times. They were there quite a while. Then they came out and went back up the aisle.

I was really frightened now about Mr Savo. I found I missed him and the way he talked and played cards. After breakfast, I lay in my bed and began to think about my left eye. I remembered tomorrow was Friday and that in the morning Dr Snydman was supposed to examine it. I felt cold with fright. That whole morning and afternoon I lay in the bed and thought about my eye and became more and more frightened.

All that day the curtain remained around Mr Savo's bed. Every few minutes, a nurse would go behind the curtain, stay there for a while, then come out and walk back up the aisle. In the afternoon, the radio at the other end of the ward was turned off. I tried to fall asleep, but couldn't. I kept watching nurses go in and out of the curtain around Mr Savo's bed. By suppertime I was feeling so frightened and miserable that I could hardly eat. I nibbled at the food and sent the tray back almost untouched.

Then I saw Danny come up the aisle and stop at my bed. He was wearing the dark suit, the dark skullcap, the white shirt open at the collar, and the fringes showing below his jacket. My face must have mirrored my happiness at seeing him because he broke into a warm smile and said, 'You look like I'm the Messiah. I must have made some impression yesterday. '

I grinned at him. 'It's just good to see you, ' I told him. 'How are you? '

'How are you? You're the one in the hospital. '

'I'm fed up being cooped up like this. I want to get out and go home. Say, it's really good to see you, you sonofagun! '

He laughed. 'I must be the Messiah. No mere Hasid would get a greeting like that from an apikoros. '

He stood at the foot of the bed, his hands in his trouser pockets, his face relaxed. 'When do you go home? ' he asked.

I told him. Then I remembered Mr Savo lying in his bed behind the curtain. 'Listen, ' I said, motioning with my head at the curtain. 'Let's talk outside in the hall. I don't want to disturb him. '

I got out of bed, put on my bathrobe, and we walked together out of the ward. We sat down on a bench in the hallway next to a window. The hallway was long and wide. Nurses, doctors, patients, orderlies, and visitors went in and out of the wards. It was still light outside. Danny put his hands in his pockets and stared out the window. 'I was born in this hospital, ' he said quietly. 'The day before yesterday was the first time I'd been in it since I was born. '

'I was born here, too, ' I said. 'It never occurred to me. '

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