It puts me out of patience when I think of him.
"We shall expect you home on Friday afternoon of next week, as usual." Andy was quite unconscious of the large space which he occupied in the thoughts of Mrs.Preston and Godfrey, and of the extent to which he troubled them.

He went on, trying to do his duty, and succeeding fully in satisfying the Misses Grant, who had come to feel a strong interest in his welfare.
Three weeks later, Sophia Grant, who had been to the village store on an errand, returned home, looking greatly alarmed.
"What is the matter, Sophia ?" asked her sister.

"You look as if you had seen a ghost." "Just so, Priscilla," she said; "no, I don't mean that, but we may all be ghosts in a short time." "What do you mean ?" "Smallpox is in town!" "Who's got it ?" "Colonel Preston; and his wife won't stay in the house.

She is packing up to go off, and I expect the poor man'll die all by himself, unless somebody goes and takes care of him, and then it'll spread, and we'll all die of it." This was certainly startling intelligence.

Andy pitied the colonel, who had always treated him well.