Clean Bill of Health

How is the patient today, Mrs. Bennett? Hav'nt seen'em this perky in weeks sir. Well, it must be all the rest and good home-cooking. That is may as well be, but twee had a real ruckus t'other night and I am still not sure what goings on that friend of his twere up to. What do you mean exactly? Can't rightly say, but some moaning and groaning and they locked the door! I thought for sure poor Mr. Warren was on his death bed, could've been The Ripper in'ther, saints preserve us, I was so scared; I told'em I t'was call'in for the po-lice. Mr. Warren called out to me and said all was OK, then the door unlocked. I went in, expect'in a horrible scene, but all was fine. I let'em have it none the less, scaring me half to death and... Yes, Mrs. Bennett, I can understand your concern. I'll see myself up. Yes, Doctor. 
Reaching Warren's door, Dr. Watson ponders the story he just heard...strange, I wonder what was really going on. Knocking, Warren himself opens the door. Well, I guess Mrs. Bennett was right, you are feeling like a fiddle. Couldn't be better Doctor. Ah-huh, why don't I check for myself; please sit on the bed. Take off your shirt please...I see the rash and welts are all gone, no redness at all. Any tenderness? No, I don't feel any pain or ache. Your fever is is gone too, that is good, you're over the worst of it then. (If he only knew, thought Warren.) As a precaution, I want you to stay home for another 24-hours; I'll send a note to the superintendent about your convalescence and release to return to active duty on September 30. Good, I need to get back on The Ripper case. Yes, seems he wants attention, causing no end of trouble and some of my patients are afraid to go outside. I hope you catch him soon and put an end to all this hysteria. Catching him is our number one priority Doctor and you aren't alone in wanting him stopped...for good.
Warren watches out his window as the Dr.'s carriage jerks down the busy cobble stone street. No sign of discourse as people move up and down the sidewalks...The Ripper hasn't killed in nearly three weeks, what could possibly happen in the next 24-hours... Warren's mind drifts to Jack and suddenly he feels afraid. What is Jack doing now...and where is The Ripper?