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XXIV. “Let Them Laugh”

           

           “Perhaps—perhapsIambloatedandfeverish,”saidColin,assumingadiscouragingairofgloom.“Peoplewhoarenotgoingtoliveareoften—different.”

           Dr.Cravenshookhishead.HewasholdingColin’swristandhepusheduphissleeveandfelthisarm.

           “Youarenotfeverish,”hesaidthoughtfully,“andsuchfleshasyouhavegainedishealthy.Ifyoucankeepthisup,myboy,weneednottalkofdying.Yourfatherwillbehappytohearofthisremarkableimprovement.”

           “Iwon’thavehimtold!”Colinbrokeforthfiercely.“ItwillonlydisappointhimifIgetworseagain—andImaygetworsethisverynight.Imighthavearagingfever.IfeelasifImightbebeginningtohaveonenow.Iwon’thaveletterswrittentomyfather—Iwon’t—Iwon’t!Youaremakingmeangryandyouknowthatisbadforme.Ifeelhotalready.IhatebeingwrittenaboutandbeingtalkedoverasmuchasIhatebeingstaredat!”

           “Hush-h!myboy,”Dr.Cravensoothedhim.“Nothingshallbewrittenwithoutyourpermission.Youaretoosensitiveaboutthings.Youmustnotundothegoodwhichhasbeendone.”

           HesaidnomoreaboutwritingtoMr.Cravenandwhenhesawthenurseheprivatelywarnedherthatsuchapossibilitymustnotbementionedtothepatient.

           “Theboyisextraordinarilybetter,”hesaid.“Hisadvanceseemsalmostabnormal.Butofcourseheisdoingnowofhisownfreewillwhatwecouldnotmakehimdobefore.Still,heexciteshimselfveryeasilyandnothingmustbesaidtoirritatehim.”

           MaryandColinweremuchalarmedandtalkedtogetheranxiously.

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