7/34 He was often querulous of late, and it frightened Tom. I am strong enough--that is, I think I am till I try to move around, and then I'm like a log, and a lethargy gets me--that's it; I don't think it's malaria; it's lethargy." "Lethargy comes from malaria." "It's the other way with me. I'd be all right if I only could get over this--this tiredness. Let me have that pencil and pad, will you, please, Tom ?" He set the pad on his knee, and began to write languidly: "ROUEN, _September 2d_. |