It 's all so wonderful , and so nicely planned , you can hardly believe what you see . Just think , there are 600,000,000 air cells in one pair of lungs , and 2,000 pores to a square inch of surface ; so you see what quantities of air we must have , and what care we should take of our skin so all the little doors will open and shut right . And brains , auntie , you 've no idea how curious they are ; I have n't got to them yet , but I long to , and uncle is going to show me a manikin that you can take to pieces . Just think how nice it will be to see all the organs in their places ; I only wish they could be made to work as ours do . '' It was funny to see Aunt Myra 's face as Rose stood before her talking rapidly with one hand laid in the friendliest manner on the skeleton 's shoulder . Every word both the Doctor and Rose uttered hit the good lady in her weakest spot , and as she looked and listened a long array of bottles and pill-boxes rose up before her , reproaching her with the `` ignorance and want of thought '' that made her what she was , a nervous , dyspeptic , unhappy old woman . `` Well , I do n't know but you may be right , Alec , only I would n't carry it too far . Women do n't need much of this sort of knowledge , and are not fit for it . I could n't bear to touch that ugly thing , and it gives me the creeps to hear about ` organs , ' '' said Aunt Myra , with a sigh and her hand on her side . `` Would n't it be a comfort to know that your liver was on the right side , auntie , and not on the left ! '' asked Rose with a naughty laugh in her eyes , for she had lately learnt that Aunt Myra 's liver complaint was not in the proper place . `` It 's a dying world , child , and it do n't much matter where the pain is , for sooner or later we all drop off and are seen no more , '' was Aunt Myra 's cheerful reply . `` Well , I intend to know what kills me if I can , and meantime , I 'm going to enjoy myself in spite of a dying world . I wish you 'd do so too , and come and study with uncle , it would do you good , I 'm sure , '' and Rose went back to counting vertebrae with such a happy face , that Aunt Myra had not the heart to say a word to dampen her ardour . `` Perhaps it 's as well to let her do what she likes the little while she is with us . But pray be careful of her , Alec , and not allow her to overwork , '' she whispered as she went out . `` That 's exactly what I 'm trying to do , ma'am , and rather a hard job I find it , '' he added , as he shut the door , for the dear aunts were dreadfully in his way sometimes . Half an hour later came another interruption in the shape of Mac , who announced his arrival by the brief but elegant remark , `` Hullo ! what new game is this ? '' Rose explained , Mac gave a long whistle of surprise , and then took a promenade round the skeleton , observing gravely , `` Brother Bones looks very jolly , but I ca n't say much for his beauty . ''
`` You must n't make fun of him , for he 's a good old fellow , and you 'd be just as ugly if your flesh was off , '' said XXXXX , defending her new friend with warmth .
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