He came into the room to shut the windows while we
were still in bed and I saw he looked ill. He was shivering, his face was
white, and he walked slowly as though it ached to move.
“What's the matter, Schatz?”
“I've got a headache.”
“You better go back to bed.”
“No. I'm all right.”
“You go to bed. I'll see you when I'm dressed.”
But when I came downstairs he was dressed, sitting by
the fire, looking a very sick and miserable boy of nine years. When I put my hand
on his forehead I knew he had a fever.
“You go up to bed,” I said, “You're sick.”
“I'm all right,” he said.
When the doctor came he took the boy's temperature.
“What's is it?” I asked him.
“One hundred and two.”
Downstairs, the doctor left three different medicines
in different colored capsules with instructions for giving them. One was to
bring down the fever, another a purgative(瀉藥), the third
to overcome an acid condition. The germs of influenza（流感）can only exist in an acid condition, he explained. He
seemed to know all about influenza and said there was nothing to worry about if
the fever did not go above one hundred and four degrees. This was a light
epidemic(傳染��；傳染性的) of flu and there was no danger if you
avoided pneumonia（肺炎）.
Back in the room I wrote the boy's temperature down
and made a note of the time to give the various capsules.
“Do you want me to read to you?”
“All right. If you want to, “ said the boy. His face
was very white and there were dark areas under his eyes. He lay still in the
bed and seemed very detached（超然的；冷漠的）from what was
going on.
I read aloud from Howard Pyle's Book of Pirates（海盜）;but I could see he was not following what I was
reading.
“How do you feel, Schatz?” I asked him.
“Just the same, so far,” he said.
I sat at the foot of the bed and read to myself while
I waited for it to be time to give another capsule. It would have been natural
for him to go to sleep, but when I looked up he was looking at the foot of the
bed, looking very strangely.
“Why don't you try to sleep? I'll wake you up for the
medicine.”
“I'd rather stay awake.”
After a while he said to me, “You don't have to stay
in here with me, Papa, if it bothers you.”
“It doesn't bother me.”
“No, I mean you don't have to stay if it's going to
bother you.”
I thought perhaps he was a little lightheaded and
after giving him the prescribed capsules at eleven o'clock I went out with my
gun and the young hunting dog….I killed two quail(鵪鶉), and missed five, and started back pleased to have
found a covey of quail close to the house and happy there were so many left to
find on another day.
At the house they said the boy had refused to let
anyone come into the room.
“You can't come in,” he said. “You mustn't get what I
have.”
I went up to him and found him in exactly the position
I had left him, white-faced, but with the tops of his cheeks flushed（發(fā)紅）by the fever, staring still, as he had stared, at the
foot of the bed.
I took his temperature.
“What is it?”
“Something like a hundred,” I said. It was one hundred
and two and four tenths.
“It was a hundred and two,” he said.
“Who said so?”
“The doctor.”
“Your temperature is all right,” I said. “It's nothing
to worry about.”
“I don't worry,” he said, “but I can't keep from
thinking.”
“Don't think,” I said. “Just take it easy.”
“I'm taking it easy,” he said and looked straight
ahead, He was evidently holding tight onto himself about something.
“Take this with water.”
“Do you think it will do any good?”
“Of course it will.”
I sat down and opened the Pirate book and began to
read, but I could see he was not following, so I stopped.
“About what time do you think I'm going to die?” he
asked.
“What?”
“About how long will it be before I die?”
“You aren't going to die. What's the matter with you?
“
“Oh, yes, I am, I heard him say a hundred and two.”
“People don't die with a fever of one hundred and two.
That's a silly way to talk.”
“I know they do. At school in France the boys told me
you can't live with forty-four degrees. I've got a hundred and two.”
He had been waiting to die all day, ever since nine
o'clock in the morning.
“You poor Schatz,” I said. “Poor old Schatz. It's like
miles and kilometers. You aren't going to die. That's different thermometer. On
that thermometer thirty-seven is normal. On this kind it's ninety-eight.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely,” I said, “It's like miles and kilometers.
You know, like how many kilometers we make when we do seventy miles in the
car?”
“Oh,” he said.
But his gaze at the foot of the bed relaxed slowly.
The hold over himself relaxed too, finally, and the next day it was very slack(松馳的) and he cried very easily at little things that were
of no importance.
1.The author writes about the doctor’s visit in order
to _____.
A．show the
doctor’s knowledge about influenza and its
treatment
B．show the boy’s illness was quite serious
C．create a
situation of misunderstanding around which to build a story
D．show the
father was very much concerned about the boy’s illness
2.The pronoun “it” in “Papa, if it bothers you” (line
41) refers to _____.
A．the boy’s high temperature
B．the father
giving the medicine to the boy
C．the father
staying with the boy
D．the boy’s death
3.It can be inferred from the story that it is _____
by the time the father gets home from hunting.
A．early in the
afternoon
B．close to
evening
C．a(chǎn)t noon
D．late in the
morning
4.From the story we know that the boy kept tight
control over himself because _____.
A．he did not
want to be a bother to others
B．he wanted to
recover quickly so that he could go hunting with his father
C．he was afraid
that he would die if he lost control over himself
D．he thought he
was going to die and he must show courage in the face of death
5.That the boy cried very easily at little things of
no importance the next day suggests that _____.
A．he couldn’t control his emotions when he finally relaxed
B．his father
would go out hunting without him if he didn’t cry
C．something
went wrong with his brain after the fever
D．he often
complained about unimportant things as a spoiled boy
6.The theme of the story is _____.
A．death is
something beyond a child’s comprehension
B．to be calm
and controlled in the face of death is a mark of courage
C．misunderstanding
can occur even between father and son
D．misunderstanding
can sometimes lead to an unexpected effect