The doctor bowed.
“Do you not think I did well in making this explanation?”
“It can do no harm; we medical men see so much that we take no notice of anything but our patient. But tell me something of this young lady's suffering. Can you describe the symptoms?”
“She has a racking headache—she is shivering all over—she sits by the fire and cannot get warm. It looks to me as if it were fever.”
“Does she complain of her throat?”
“Yes; she cannot swallow.”
“Probably an attack of quinsy.”
“Is that dangerous?”
“No; but it is infectious.”
“I don't mind about that—she is alone. I will see her through it.”