“Yes.”
“The baby has a cold and I rubbed her chest with vaseline and greased her nose. Is that all right?”
“All right.”
“And I am going to make her some onion syrup, if I can remember how it's made. How do you make it?”
“Why—O, you remember how to make it.”
The truth is the doctor was not profoundly learned in some of the “home remedies” and was more helpless than the little mother herself, which she did not suspect.
“You slice the onions and put sugar on them, don't you?”
“Yes, that'll be all right,” he said, hastily putting up the receiver.
Ting-a-ling-ling-ling.