I got special grapes from London for you as you did not care for those the hotel supplied; invented things to please you; remained either with you or in the room next to yours; sat with you every evening to quiet or amuse you.
After four or five days you recover, and I take lodgings in order to try and finish my play.

You, of course, accompany me.

The morning after the day on which we were installed I feel extremely ill.
The doctor finds I have caught the influenza from you.
There is no manservant to wait on me, not even any one to send out on a message, or to get what the doctor orders.

But you are there.

I feel no alarm.