Having been so close to death that I could almost see myself among the carcasses of the officer and the driver, I developed a terrible fever. My body, having been tormented with every discomfort that a shock was capable of producing, wanted to rest, which was why I lay down on the bed once I was escorted to my new dwelling, located in a province not too far from Devonshire.
In a state of half-wakefulness, I inquired the junior officer, who was sitting right beside me as stiff as a corpse, “Where are my children?”
Maintaining that dismal look on her face, she answered, “They are in their bassinets. I fed them just how you’d instructed me to, and hence they might fall asleep shortly.”
Turning my head towards her, I expressed my gratitude to her for her help and then demanded her name. Mo
