Back in the room I wrote the boy's temperature down and made a note of the time to give the various capsules. Do you want me to read to you?" "All right. If you want to," said the boy. His face was very white and there were dark areas under his eyes. He lay still in the bed and seemed very detached from what was going on. I read aloud from Howard Pyle's Book of Pirates: but I could see he was not following what I was reading. How do you feel, Schatz?" I asked him "Just the same. so far," he said. I sat at the foot of the bed and read to myself while I waited for it to be 55 time to give another capsule. It would have been natural for him go to sleep, but when I lookd uz he was looking at the foot of the bed, looking very strangely us an. "Why don't you try to go to sleep?