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Anyway
I
got
the
chemist
in
Lewes
to
give
me
something
he
said
was
very
good
for
congestion
and
special
anti
-
flu
pills
and
inhaler
,
all
of
which
she
took
when
offered
.
She
tried
to
eat
something
at
supper
,
but
she
couldn
’
t
manage
it
,
she
was
sick
,
she
did
look
off
-
colour
then
,
and
I
can
say
that
for
the
first
time
I
had
reason
to
believe
there
might
be
something
in
it
all
.
Her
face
was
red
,
bits
of
her
hair
stuck
on
it
with
perspiration
,
but
that
could
have
been
deliberate
.
I
cleaned
up
the
sick
and
gave
her
her
medicines
and
was
going
to
leave
when
she
asked
me
to
sit
on
the
bed
,
so
she
wouldn
’
t
have
to
speak
loud
.
"
Do
you
think
I
could
speak
to
you
if
I
wasn
’
t
terribly
ill
?
After
what
you
’
ve
done
.
"
You
asked
for
what
I
did
,
I
said
.
"
You
must
see
I
’
m
really
ill
.
"
It
’
s
the
flu
,
I
said
.
There
’
s
a
lot
in
Lewes
.
"
It
’
s
not
the
flu
.
I
’
ve
got
pneumonia
.
Something
terrible
.
I
can
’
t
breathe
.
"
You
’
ll
be
all
right
,
I
said
.
Those
yellow
pills
will
do
the
trick
.
The
chemist
said
they
’
re
the
best
.
"
Not
fetching
a
doctor
is
murder
.
You
’
re
going
to
kill
me
.
"
I
tell
you
you
’
re
all
right
.
It
’
s
fever
,
I
said
.
As
soon
as
she
mentioned
doctor
,
I
was
suspicious
.
