"What did he say?"
"He'd got a pass'l o' learned names of maladies—I can't recollect them all. Tain't like as I should."
"But—did he give you any medicine?"
"Yes, I had to pay for it too."
"Oh, Jonas, do give it me, and tell me, are you quite sure you explained to him exactly what ailed baby?"
"I reckon I did."
"And the bottle, Jonas?"
"Don't be in such a won'erful hurry. I've other things to do than get that put yet. How is the child?"
"Rather better."
"Better!" he echoed, and Mehetabel, who looked intently in his face, saw no sign of satisfaction, rather of disappointment.