`` Are you in pain , darling ? '' asked Uncle Alec , as he carried her up . `` My side aches when I breathe , and I feel stiff and queer ; but it is n't bad , so do n't be troubled , uncle , '' whispered Rose , with a little hot hand against his cheek . But the poor doctor did look troubled , and had cause to do so , for just then Rose tried to laugh at Dolly charging into the room with a warming-pan , but could not , for the sharp pain took her breath away and made her cry out . `` Pleurisy , '' sighed Aunt Plenty , from the depths of the bath-tub . `` Pewmonia ! '' groaned Dolly , burrowing among the bedclothes with the long-handled pan , as if bent on fishing up that treacherous disease . `` Oh , is it bad ? '' asked Phebe , nearly dropping a pail of hot water in her dismay , for she knew nothing of sickness , and Dolly 's suggestion had a peculiarly dreadful sound to her . `` Hush ! '' ordered the Doctor , in a tone that silenced all further predictions , and made everyone work with a will . `` Make her as comfortable as you can , and when she is in her little bed I 'll come and say good-night , '' he added , when the bath was ready and the blankets browning nicely before the fire . Then he went away to talk quite cheerfully to Aunt Peace about its being `` only a chill '' ; after which he tramped up and down the hall , pulling his beard and knitting his brows , sure signs of great inward perturbation . `` I thought it would be too good luck to get through the year without a downfall . Confound my perversity ! Why could n't I take Myra 's advice and keep Rose at home . It 's not fair that the poor child should suffer for my sinful over-confidence . She shall not suffer for it ! Pneumonia , indeed ! I defy it , '' and he shook his fist in the ugly face of an Indian idol that happened to be before him , as if that particularly hideous god had some spite against his own little goddess .
In spite of his defiance his heart sunk when he saw XXXXX again , for the pain was worse , and the bath and blankets , the warming-pan and piping-hot sage tea , were all in vain .
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