"Feverish."
"But I may get up, in spite of it?"
"Certainly not. Nor would you be of any use if you did."
"But I must take care of Baby!"
"I am doing that, already."
"You are going to take care of me, too?"
"Yes, if you are good and do all I tell you."
"I'll be so good, for I want to get well. How long will it last?"
"The fever? Who can say? However, I dare say it will be only a trifling thing."
"Where is my husband?" she asked, wondering if Ray knew, and why he had not rushed to see her. She was so accustomed to being fussed over, that she missed the excitement. No doubt he was nursing injured feelings since her ill-treatment of him last night....