His stomach was upset, so he didn't want to move.

The Scab, the Stench, and the Burning are terrible pestilential Symptoms,

He glanced continually at the diamond-panes of the casement, gleaming dimly in the firelight, and cocked his ear toward the door, as if half expecting to hear the pad of furtive feet in the corridor without.

I won't say who I'm going to the prom with; that's classified.