"Look! see how she keeps her teeth clenched all the time. Oh! that is what frightens me!"
"What does the doctor say?"
"He ordered her some medicine. But she won't take anything, she won't drink. That is the hardest part of it!"
"Yes, for if she drank a little of it, it would probably allay the fire that is consuming her."
"But what am I to do if she won't drink it—when she cries if I insist? I can't force her, can I, the dear little pet?"
"Will you let me try, madame?"
"You, monsieur! Do you think you can succeed any better than I?"
"I shall go about it differently."
"With her teeth always clenched—I'm afraid she'll break the cup when I hold it to her mouth."
"For that reason, I do not mean to try with a cup. Have you a small spoon?"