You 'll catch cold . Let me get a light and have a look at you . '' Christopher had sunk into a chair . His natural selfishness reasserted itself , and he made no further effort to dissuade Eunice . She got a lamp and set it on the table by him , while she scrutinized his face closely . `` You look feverish . What do you feel like ? When did you take sick ? '' `` Yesterday afternoon . I have chills and hot spells and pains in my back . Eunice , do you think it 's really smallpox ? And will I die ? '' He caught her hands , and looked imploringly up at her , as a child might have done . Eunice felt a wave of love and tenderness sweep warmly over her starved heart . `` Do n't worry . Lots of people recover from smallpox if they 're properly nursed , and you 'll be that , for I 'll see to it . Charles has gone for the doctor , and we 'll know when he comes . You must go straight to bed . '' She took off her hat and shawl , and hung them up . She felt as much at home as if she had never been away .
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