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Show -53- The Professor resented a l i t t l e being treated in so childlike a fashion? He walked into the kitchen, ran a glass of water; and took the p i l l ? He wanted nothing so much as to get into bed? He was afraid he might s t a r t chilling again? In the past? the c h i l l i n g had been the worst part of his i l l n e s s , when he couldn't stop shaking or keep ftisE t e e th from chattering. The f i r s t time had been in the mountains above Innsbruck, in Austria, fifteen year's ago? when he was a Fulbright Professor and they were living in the main floor of a v i l l a near the ski resort village of Igls? He had gone to the university to meet his seminar, then had met his wife and daughters? then had shopped with themifor groceries to carry back home with them on the l i t t l e tram that wound up the mountains to within a quarter mile of their house. He had had a bad cold? but seemed about over I t? In the middle of the shopping, he suddenly f e l t exhausted and could barely make i t to the tram stop. Once back in their rooms? he went immediately to bed? He could hear his wife and children in the next room preparing dinner? but he had no appetite, and aid not join them when they called? His wife came in and felt his forehead? Sfhey had no thermometer? but she knew a t once he had a high fever. About midnight? he began to c h i l l uncontrollably? almost as though he were in convulsions? J#fee-sf»&Bs© seemed t«w&e€Hfce *M0& His wife put her arms about him, pressed her body against his back, and her warmth penetrated.® The spasms grew less intense and less frequent. Finally? he s l e p t. |
