Dr. Ballard drew back a little. “You mean,” he said after a moment, “you took it only once?”
“No, sir, I didn't take it at all.”
There was a silence, during which all could hear the ticking of the clock on the table, and the three pairs eyes were fixed on Jewel with such varying expressions of amazement and disapproval that the child's breath began to come faster.
“Didn't you drink any of the water?” asked Dr. Ballard at last.
“Yes, out of the pitcher.”
“Why not out of the glass?”
“It didn't look enough. I was so thirsty.”
They could not doubt her.
Mr. Evringham finally found his voice.
“Jewel, why didn't you obey the doctor?” His eyes and voice were so serious that she stretched out her arm.