“Have you had advice for her?”
“No; I have often treated colds, and I thought this a case, aggravated by that wicked treatment.”
“Have you looked into her mouth?”
“Yes; the skin is frightfully brown and dry.”
He leant towards her, and asked, in an under tone—
“Did you ever see diphtheria?”
“No!”—her brow contracting—“did you?”
“Yes; we had it through all the children of the regiment at Woolwich.”
“You think this is it?”
He asked a few more questions, and his impression was evidently confirmed.