"O-o-oh, don't!" he waited.
The physician straightened up and regarded the pupil gravely.
"Anything else?"
"My stomach feels queer and it hurts like the dickens every once in a while. I lost my breakfast, this morning, too!"
A tense note crept into the inquisitor's voice. "Have you ever been vaccinated?"
"No sir. We just moved to the city this summer."
"Smallpox!" The principal turned a little pale.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"The pain in the back and the vomiting are almost certain indications." He turned to the boy. "Tell your mother to notify the health department the very minute you get home. Your house must be quarantined immediately."
Much more was said regarding precautions, and measures, and medicines, to which the patient listened stolidly. A disinterested observer might have said that he was waiting solely for the order to leave school.