Arthur and Carolyn arrived around ten, and Douglas was thankful it was after rounds. He didn't know if he could have sat through watching Arthur hear all those awful things.
The poor kid probably would have started bawling, which would have panicked Martin on a subconscious level, and generally sent everyone into a tizzy. Considering they'd already had to drug him once that morning, Douglas very much didn't want to do that again.
Douglas informed Carolyn of these thoughts later, and she agreed not to bring Arthur in the next day until after rounds again.
Despite Arthur's exhausting energy, and Carolyn's fretting over everything in general, Douglas had to admit he was pleased that they were there. It wasn't something he wanted to admit, but just sitting with Martin all day while he slept, occasionally reading to him, was not very entertaining.
In fact, it was about the equivalent of flying the full length of Russia, but without the words games.
It was another long day, even with Arthur's amusing rambles. Even he could only talk for so long before running out of things to say or growing weary of his own voice.
They left after dinner with a promise to return in the morning. After rounds, Carolyn said silently to Douglas, and he nodded.