His anguished cries and constant gibberish, though there was the repetition of certain unintelligible phrases, emboldened us to knock and inquire as to his health. Realizing he was delirious, we opened his unlocked door and found him in bed, feverish and muttering.Since his family lived in town, the boys and I thought it best to dress Henry and get him there immediately for proper care. His slender arms were draped upon my shoulders and those of another student and as we left his room I saw Pamela in her robe, an expression of concern on her face. A talented sculptress, she shared many of the same classes with Henry. Pamela had long been the object of my affections and at one point early last semester, when she moved into the building, I was concerned the blonde and bobbed beauty might attract his attention. Thankfully, Henry had eyes only for his strange sculptures and never gave Pamela a second look.After Henry’s family collected him in what looked to be a new Packard touring sedan, I went upstairs to check on Pamela and saw she was not in her room.
