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“
I
’
m
better
now
—
much
better
,
”
Colin
answered
,
rather
like
a
Rajah
.
“
I
’
m
going
out
in
my
chair
in
a
day
or
two
if
it
is
fine
.
I
want
some
fresh
air
.
”
Dr
.
Craven
sat
down
by
him
and
felt
his
pulse
and
looked
at
him
curiously
.
“
It
must
be
a
very
fine
day
,
”
he
said
,
“
and
you
must
be
very
careful
not
to
tire
yourself
.
”
“
Fresh
air
won
’
t
tire
me
,
”
said
the
young
Rajah
.
As
there
had
been
occasions
when
this
same
young
gentleman
had
shrieked
aloud
with
rage
and
had
insisted
that
fresh
air
would
give
him
cold
and
kill
him
,
it
is
not
to
be
wondered
at
that
his
doctor
felt
somewhat
startled
.
“
I
thought
you
did
not
like
fresh
air
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
don
’
t
when
I
am
by
myself
,
”
replied
the
Rajah
;
“
but
my
cousin
is
going
out
with
me
.
”
“
And
the
nurse
,
of
course
?
”
suggested
Dr
.
Craven
.
“
No
,
I
will
not
have
the
nurse
,
”
so
magnificently
that
Mary
could
not
help
remembering
how
the
young
native
Prince
had
looked
with
his
diamonds
and
emeralds
and
pearls
stuck
all
over
him
and
the
great
rubies
on
the
small
dark
hand
he
had
waved
to
command
his
servants
to
approach
with
salaams
and
receive
his
orders
.
“
My
cousin
knows
how
to
take
care
of
me
.
I
am
always
better
when
she
is
with
me
.
She
made
me
better
last
night
.
A
very
strong
boy
I
know
will
push
my
carriage
.
”
