The doctor evidently thought so too for he answered with quick impatience, “Aw-enough to gargle with.” Then he added, “If it's too strong weaken it a little.”
“How much water must I put in it?” Mary sighed hopelessly and stayed to hear no more. Again she sank back in her chair hoping fervently that no more foolish questions were to rouse her from it.
When she was dozing off the bell rang so sharply she was on her feet and at the 'phone almost before she knew it.
“Doctor, the whole outfit's drunk again down here.”
A woman's voice was making the announcement.
“Is that so?” The doctor's voice was calm and undisturbed.
“Yes. The woman's out here in the street just jumpin' up and down. I think she's about crazy.”
“She hasn't far to go.”
“Her father's drunk too and so's her husband. Will you come down?”
“No, I don't think I'll come down this time.”