Roger placed his hand upon her head, to see if she had a fever. "At least you aren't burning up again." He looked over at the baroness with concern. He barely knew the captain, but he hated to see anyone suffer like this. 

Dr. Stevenson rode like a demon to get to the baroness's. She was, or at least had been, his most prized client. Reaching the house, he hopped off the horse and rushed through the big double doors, ignoring the butler. He headed straight to the infirmary. He was just in time to hear Roger's voice.

"Baroness, i lost my wife to disease also. You have my sympathy."