Were you in--danger ?" His voice had a catch of fear in it as he asked the, to him, terrible question.
"No.

It was just a fever.

It is past.

I am a little weak--a little tired.

That will pass, too." "If anything had happened to you--or ever should happen!" He buried his face in his hands and moaned "Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" His body shook with the sobs he tried vainly to check.