I am so tired and poorly all the time, I cant do anything I want to, and it makes me cross, sighed Rose, rubbing the aching head like a fretful child.
That we can cure and we will, said her uncle, with a decided nod that made the curls bob on his head, to that Rose saw the gray ones underneath the brown.
Aunt Myra says I have no constitution, and never shall be strong, observed Rose, in a pensive tone, as if it was rather a nice thing to be an invalid.
Aunt Myra is aahem!an excellent woman, but it is her hobby to believe that everyone is tottering on the brink of the grave; and, upon my life, I believe she is offended if people dont fall into it! We will show her how to make constitutions and turn pale-faced little ghosts into rosy, hearty girls. Thats my business, you know, he added, more quietly, for his sudden outburst had rather startled Rose.
I had forgotten you were a doctor. Im glad of it, for I do want to be well, only I hope you wont give me much medicine, for Ive taken quarts already, and it does me no good.
As she spoke, Rose pointed to a little table just inside the window, on which appeared a regiment of bottles.
Ah, ha! Now well see what mischief these blessed women have been at. And, making a long arm, Dr. Alec set the bottles on the wide railing before him, examined each carefully, smiled over some, frowned over others, and said, as he put down the last: Now Ill show you the best way to take these messes. And, as quick as a flash, he sent one after another smashing down into the posy-beds below.
But Aunt Plenty wont like it; and Aunt Myra will be angry, for she sent most of them! cried Rose, half frightened and half pleased at such energetic measures.
You are my patient now, and Ill take the responsibility. My way of giving physic is evidently the best, for you look better already, he said, laughing so infectiously that Rose followed suit, saying saucily
If I dont like your medicines any better than those, I shall throw them into the garden, and then what will you do?
When I prescribe such rubbish, Ill give you leave to pitch it overboard as soon as you like. Now what is the next trouble?
I hoped you would forget to ask.
But how can I help you if I dont know them? Come, let us have No. 3.
It is very wrong, I suppose, but I do sometimes wish I had not quite so many aunts. They are all very good to me, and I want to please them; but they are so different, I feel sort of pulled to pieces among them, said Rose, trying to express the emotions of a stray chicken with six hens all clucking over it at once.
Uncle Alec threw back his head and laughed like a boy, for he could entirely understand how the good ladies had each put in her oar and tried to paddle her own way, to the great disturbance of the waters and the entire bewilderment of poor Rose.
I intend to try a course of uncles now, and see how that suits your constitution. Im going to have you all to myself, and no one is to give a word of advice unless I ask it. There is no other way to keep order aboard, and I am captain of this little craft, for a time at least. What comes next?
But Rose stuck there, and grew so red, her uncle guessed what that trouble was.
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