“ He hastened to assure me, in case I had missed his blind panic, that as long as I was well, everything was fine. With his daughter in his arms, he set about instructing the midwives on how to avoid childbed fever, and swore he would take on my care personally.
“Henry,” I laughed, feeling more pleased than I could say, although a little disconcerted to think that he might well follow through with his oath and become my nurse.
“I am well… See me here, unharmed and healthy? There is no cause to fear.”
“You have to be protected against fever,” he said with a strained expression. “The first few days are dangerous. There can be no signs, until it is too late. It was that way with…”
"I am not going to die,” I said. “Look at our little Princess. I could not leave her, now could I?”
Henry’s face had crumpled. He came to the bed and embraced me. I felt his tears of relief flow down my face. When I shifted back, his eyes were bright with tears. “I am being foolish,” he said with a catch in his voice. “
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