Alice stopped and lifted her face. He thought it mattered as much to be there as to be on his way. She needed to see a doctor, and on that black plate with the gold lettering were six names of doctors of different specialties. She needed a gynecologist, and since she wasn't on Social Security, that clinic could help her. She looked carefully at the specialties of the six doctors. Yes, there was a gynecologist. Alice decided, therefore, to go up to the sixth floor, where, according to the nameplate, those doctors were located. "Consultation from ten to one and from four to six". Well, it was already after five o'clock. He hadn't asked for a consultation, but he didn't think it was necessary either, since private clients were not plentiful.