An odour of camphor and burnt vinegar warned me when I came near the fever room: and I passed its door quickly, fearful lest the nurse who sat up all night should hear me.
Pasé junto a la puerta cautelosamente, para que la celadora que pasaba la noche en el dormitorio no me sintiese. Temía que me descubrieran y me hiciesen volver atrás.