When he came down his face was grave.
"What is it, Doctor ?" "It's pneumonia, and a bad case." "What can we do ?" "Nothing, but to care for him and aid him with all hopefulness and strength.

He has vitality beyond one man in a thousand.

He may throw off all the incubus of it.

But it has come suddenly and is growing." Then he got mad in all his friendship, and blurted out: "Why didn't the great blundering brute send for me when first he felt something he couldn't meet nor understand ?" And there were almost tears in his eyes.
The doctors have much to say about pneumonia.

Doubtless they know of what they talk, but pneumonia comes nevertheless, and defeats the strong man and the doctors.