All that care could do was done, but our giant weakened.

The doctors talk of the croupous form of pneumonia, and of some other form--I do not know the difference--but I do know that this man had a great pain in his chest, and that his head ached, and that he had alternate arctic chills and flames of fever.
His pulse was rapid, and he gasped as he breathed.

Sometimes he would become delirious, then weaker in the sane intervals.

He would send us from the room then, and call for Jean alone, and, when she emerged--well--God help me!--I never want to see that awful look of suspense and agony upon a human face again.

It will stay with me until I follow the roadway leading to my friends.
The doctor gave the sick man opiates or stimulants, as the case might at any moment seem to need, and they had some slight effect; but there came a shallower breathing, and the quilts tossed under the heaving of the broad chest, fitfully.