The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-07-15

foot OF the bed.
She was ill-tremblingIy, quievring-
| ~. Hot and cold flashes were sweep
ing over her.
/ It had come upon her suddenly
while she was going through the Brit
ish museum. How she got back to
| the hotel she did not know. There
was dazed recollection of asking a
policeman what bus to take. and Of
the ride back, which seemed endless
but nothing was clear.
| And now she lay there too weak to
even take off her things. hat was it?
as she going to be very i'll?
| If only she could reach Warren. She
| was terrified at the thought of being
| there alone until six-tke time she
| had arranged to meet. But there was
no way she could get him by phone.
With a determined effort she arose.
got out of her clothes and into a loose
dressing gown but she was so dizzy
she could hardly stand.
Oh, how good it felt to slip between
the cool, fresh sheets, for now she was
burning with fever. In moment her
hot face had warmed the pillow and
sh, moved her head for cooler part.
She had intended to ring for the
maid while she was UP and now she
| lay looking at the bell, drsading the
effort it would take to reach it. Her
whole body seemed to shdink from
motion, she wanted only to lie still.
When once more she finally forced
herself out of bed and over to the bell
she crept back again with a wave OF
nausea surging through her, while the
room seem to sway.
The maid came, typical English
maid with white cap and rosy COM
plexion. With quick sympathy she
asked il madame was i'll.
Helen sent her for some ice water.
, with ice in it, For the luke warm
water the English used always sick
ened her.
Never had the clinking Of ice
against a pitcher sounded so grateful.
The maid put the water on a stand
by the bed and Helen drank eagerly
a large glassful.
Warren Arrives.
Perhaps madame has had chill,
she suggested, when Helen told her
of the hot and cold flashes and the
cold perspiration.
A chilli Strange she had not
thought of that Unquestionably it
had been a chill. But it was more
han that now, for she was conscious
N every limb.
.ould madame like to see a doc
tor?'
Helen hesitated. She knew nothing
of the English doctors, and i'll as she
vas, she had visions of enormous
bills.
NO, 1 think I'll wait till my hus-
band comes-he'll be here at six
IF youlI take a little brandy,
| am ventured the maid. That's
always good for a chill.
"There's flask of brandy in Mr..
Curtis satcheI-the one over there on
he chair I don't think it's locs>;d."
When the maid had gone she lay
back with closed eyes. The brandy
vas tingling through her, bringing a
delicious sense of drowziness. Her
thoughts grew confused. In a few
moments she was asleep.
Hello, there What's all this?''
She awoke with a start to find War
EN- standing beside the bed. For
moment she was too dazed to speak.
Then she murnured vague:
"Oh, dear. I'm so sick!"
sick? What's the trouble?"
I'm afraid I've had a chilli
Chill? Nonsense. Something you
have eaten eaten has upset YOU"
'rBut, Warren, I've fever now. Just
feel how hot my face it,
Helen was not one OF the many
women who exaggerate and take ad-
vantage of every slight illness that
hey may receive sympath yand atten-
ton from their husbands. Yet she
was not conscious of thrill of some
thing like satisfaction when Warren
felt her forehead and found 1t so few
erish that the curt indifference of his
manner was somewhat modified.
Yes, you are a little feverish." he
admitted You've taken cold. that's
ALL It's this COMPOUNDED climate Up
sets anybody. Don't feel well today
myself"
A Disappointment.
1t was one of warren's Characters
tics that whenever Helen felt badly
he would always make some remark
about not being well himself.
He had not kissed her since he en-
tered, and now she put up tremul-
Gus hand and REV down his head
"oh. I'm all dusty" drawing back.
This London CRIME gets into your
skin Let me wash UP.
"Guess you don't feel like going out
to dinner?"
ooh. warren" She could not keep
the reproach out of her tone.
We'll, I'm not asking you to. Need
not nut on such an. injured air. What
do YOU want sent UP here?"
In a rush 1t came to Helen that she
was to be left alone again-that he
was to send up her dinner and go out
for his.
Dear, can't YOU have your dinner
sent up, too?''
Certainly not. I couldn't eat UP
here Now, for heavens sake, don't
get fussy just because you're a little
upset. I'll send UP some chicken
broth. What else?"
II don't think I can eat anything"
TREMENDOUSLY turning away.