absorption

a perfect galago

Wait for the doors to open and bolt, or climb back into the fishy smelling box. He had no idea how long the trip would last, or where the buyer was going.
* * *
"We need a couple of things, Miss Virginia," said Dr. Thom.
He had a syringe in his hand. Ginny desperately wished for two things herself. One, that she was closer to her bed. And, secondly, that she could be sure the little chainsaw under it would pull first time. But she kept her cool, with some difficulty. With Fluff gone, and Chip a prisoner, she felt very much alone. "What is it, dear Doctor?"
"Oh, I just need to take some blood from you. Just some standard checks on your medication absorption."
"You're late with my tablets," she said sulkily, hiding her panic. "I don't see why I should help you. I need them."
"And you shall have them, Miss Virginia. Just as soon as I have some cooperation," he said, showing just a hint of the iron fist hidden inside that apparently solicitous care.
"Oh, all right. But I need them. I actually need more." She let him take her arm and put a blood-pressure cuff on it.
"Oh I think we can increase the dose slightly when I get these absorption results back."
"And when will that be?"
"Usually about two days, Miss Virginia. Now the other matter is that Talbot Cartup is coming to have some pictures taken with you. You might want to dress smartly for the occasion."
"I don't like him," she said sulkily. "He's old and smelly."
The sleek muscular doctor looked at her as he withdrew the needle, the syringe now full of dark red blood. "Well, you could marry me r