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was downright ill. Then a big doctor came to see him an' made them take it off. He talked to th' other doctor quite rough — in a polite way. He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin' him have his own way."
" I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary.
" He's th' worst young nowt as ever was! " said Martha. " I won't say as he hasn't been ill a good bit. He's had coughs an' colds that's nearly killed him two or three times. Once he had rheumatic fever an' once he had typhoid. Eh! Mrs. Medlock did get a fright then. He'd been out of his head an' she was talkin' to th' nurse, thinkin' he didn't know nothin', an' she said, 1 He'll die this time sure enough, an' best thing for him an' for everybody.' An' she looked at him an' there he was with his big eyes open, starin' at her as sensible as she was herself. She didn't know what'd happen but he just stared at her an' says, ' You give me some water an' stop talkin'.''
11 Do you think he will die? " asked Mary.
" Mother says there's no reason why any child should live that gets no fresh air an' doesn't do nothin' but lie on his back an' read picture-books an' take medicine. He's weak and hates th' trouble o' bein' taken out o' doors, an' he gets cold so easy he says it makes him ill."
Mary sat and looked at the fire.