"Are you going to bring Bee here to this house after she has been in that cabin?" she asked in horrified tones, her face very white.
"Certainly. She can't stay in an empty hut."
"But, but she might give me the small pox," she whimpered.
"Of course she might," exclaimed her uncle impatiently. "The child can't stay in that place even though she gives it to every one of us. She may have it herself."
"You could take some blankets and pillows down there for her," she suggested eagerly. "That is what she told me to do this afternoon. Then if she does have it she won't have to come back here."
A look of supreme disgust swept over Doctor Raymond's face. Quietly he removed her hand from his arm.
"My daughter will come back here," he said.
"Then I want to go home," sobbed Adele. "Bee herself don't want me to have the small pox, because she kissed me, and said that it would be a pity for me to lose my beauty. And I promised to be good to you, but you are not a bit nice to me. It doesn't matter about her. She said it didn't. You don't care for her anyway. Oh, I want to go home!"
"I think that is the very best place for you," remarked her uncle in a quiet voice. "I will order the carriage as I go out, and Joel will drive you there. If you do not wish to be here when your cousin returns you must be quick about getting away. I am going for her now."
Without another word, or look in her direction he left the room.