Gary shook his head. “Three. The August rape at the Nationwide Plaza was a very different kind of assault and will surely be thrown out. The case has taken a very unusual turn. I was hoping for your opinion in this matter. ”

Harding pointed to the soft couch for Gary to sit in but took a hardbacked chair himself. He placed the tips of his fingers together and listened closely as Gary explained in detail what he and Judy had learned about Milligan, and about the forthcoming meeting on Sunday at the Franklin County Jail.

Harding nodded thoughtfully, and when he spoke, he chose his words very carefully. “I certainly do respect Stella Karolin and Dorothy Turner.” He mused and stared at the ceiling. “Turner does part-time testing for us, and she has already talked to me about the case. Now, since Dr. Wilbur will be there …” He stared at the floor between the steeple of his fingers. “I don’t see any reason why I might not be able to attend. Sunday, you say?”

Gary nodded, not daring to speak.

“Well, I must tell you, Mr. Schweickart. I have grave reservations about the syndrome known as multiple personality. Although Dr. Cornelia Wilbur did give a lecture at Harding Hospital about Sybil in the summer of 1975, I’m not sure I really believe it. With all due respect to her and other psychiatrists who have worked with such people … Well, in a case like this, it’s too obviously possible for the patient to feign amnesia. Still, if Turner and Karolin will be there … and if Dr. Wilbur is making the trip …”

He stood up. “I make no commitment for myself or on behalf of the hospital. But I shall be pleased to attend the meeting.”

As soon as Gary got home, he called Judy. “Hey, Counselor,” he said with a laugh. “Hardings involved.”

On Saturday, March 11, Judy went to the Franklin County Jail to tell Milligan that the plans had been changed, and that Dr. Cornelia Wilbur wouldn't be there until the next day.

“I should have told you yesterday,” she said. “I’m sorry.” He began to tremble violently. By his expression, she realized she was talking to Danny.

“Dorothy Turner isn’t coming back, is she?”

“Of course she is, Danny. What makes you think such a thing?”

“People make promises and then they forget. Don’t leave me alone.”

“I won’t. But you’ve got to get hold of yourself. Dr. Wilbur will be here tomorrow, and so will Stella Karolin and Dorothy Turner and me … and a few other people.”

His eyes opened wide. “Other people?”

“There’s another doctor—George Harding, from Harding Hospital. And the prosecutor, Bernie Yavitch.” “Men?” gasped Danny, shaking so hard his teeth began to chatter.

“It’s essential for your defense,” she said. “But Gary and I will be there too. Look, I think we should get you some medication to calm you down.”

Danny nodded.

She called the guard and asked to have her client placed in a holding room while she went up for a medic. When they returned a few minutes later, Milligan was cowering in the far comer of the room, his face covered with blood, his nose bleeding. He had smashed his head against the wall.