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A Day’s Wait
He came into the room to shut the windows while we were still in bed and I saw he looked ill. He was shivering, his face was white, and he walked slowly as though it ached to move.
Whats the matter, Schatz?
Ive got a headache.
You better go back to bed.
No, Im all right.
You go to bed. Ill see you when Im dressed.
But when I came downstairs he was dressed, sitting by the fire, looking a very sick and miserable boy of nine years. When I put my hand on his forehead I knew he had a fever.
You go up to bed, I said, Youre sick.
Im all right, he
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