Fever and a handkerchief
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Não há de ser nada, uma febre... As febres, assim como dão com força, assim também se vão embora... Com os dedos, não; onde está o lenço? Enxuguei os olhos, posto que de todas as palavras de José Dias uma só me ficasse no coração; foi aquele gravíssimo.
It is nothing, a fever... Fevers, just as they come with force, so they also go away... With fingers, no; where is the handkerchief? I dried my eyes, although of all the words of José Dias only one remained in my heart; it was that most serious one.
The narrator dismisses a fever as nothing serious, noting that febres come and go. He refuses to use his fingers and asks for a handkerchief, having dried his eyes, though only one of José Dias's words remained in his heart: that most serious one.
The narrator dismisses a fever as transient, then asks for a handkerchief instead of using his fingers. He reflects that only one of José Dias's words stayed with him: the most serious one.
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