"Presently, when Miss Jane comes. She'll come very soon." Then, in response to something only audible to close listening, "No, darling, you're not to have the nasty medicine—only the nice one. It's not time yet for either.... Why mustn't you have no medicine?... Well, darling, you know we all have to take medicine when the doctor says so...."
"Did the doctor said I was ill?"
"Yes, dear, the doctor said you were ill, and to stop in bed till you were quite well ... what?"
"And then go home to my Daddy where Mrs. Forks is?"
"And then go home to your Daddy where Mrs. Fox is." A phase of coughing comes upon this; alleviation is tried for with the nice medicine. But stimulants and sedatives have had their day in this case. Adeline Fossett is becoming alive to the fact. However, the nice medicine can still soothe a little; and in half an hour a lull comes, and a kind of sleep.
Then for the watcher another deadly doze, of jerks and nightmares. And then another waking to the sound of the little patient's voice, curiously full of life this time.
"When I'm took home to my Daddy, Teacher, where Mrs. Forks is...."
"Yes, dear!"
"Shall the children go on digging and spaddle in the water, just the same like now?"
"Yes, darling, just the same, till it's too cold. Then they'll go home and go to school."