"He didn't say, Jean; but I don't think it would be wise." He groaned.
"Now you must be patient and not fret yourself into a fever," she said seriously.
"But I have so much work to do."
"That will have to wait. Your health is first," she said firmly.
"But the work should be done," he insisted.
"But you must consider your health before you can even think about the work."
He groaned again. She was thoughtful. She was considerate, and she could see that he would worry about his work and injure himself or risk fever.
"I'll speak to papa, and perhaps George can take your place for a few days, a week or until you can get out."
"You are so kind, Agnes," he said then. "You are always so thoughtful. I don't know how I can accept all you do for me."
"Please hush—don't mention it." She arose and presently returned with her father.