“Do they?” She glanced hopefully at him through tear-dimmed eyes.
“Of course. I can remember how I used to play till I dropped, and in an hour or so would be burning with fever.”
Billy Moaned and Tossed Restlessly
“But suppose it’s diphtheria? They can die in a few hours of that.”
“Not in these times with all the new treatment. That knocks things out in no time.”
They were at the farther end of the hall when Kitty saw Hazel Dawson go into the room. “Oh, I hope they’ll let Hazel nurse him,” she said. “Then I’ll be sure everything’s being done for him that possibly can be done.”
“They probably will.”