One evening , a week later , Anne walked down to the Point , to see if she could get some fresh fish from Captain Jim , leaving Little Jem for the first time . It was quite a tragedy . Suppose he cried ? Suppose Susan did not know just exactly what to do for him ? Susan was calm and serene . `` I have had as much experience with him as you , Mrs. Doctor , dear , have I not ? '' `` Yes , with him -- but not with other babies . Why , I looked after three pairs of twins , when I was a child , Susan . When they cried , I gave them peppermint or castor oil quite coolly . It 's quite curious now to recall how lightly I took all those babies and their woes . '' `` Oh , well , if Little Jem cries , I will just clap a hot water bag on his little stomach , '' said Susan . `` Not too hot , you know , '' said Anne anxiously . Oh , was it really wise to go ? `` Do not you fret , Mrs. Doctor , dear . Susan is not the woman to burn a wee man . Bless him , he has no notion of crying . '' Anne tore herself away finally and enjoyed her walk to the Point after all , through the long shadows of the sun-setting . Captain Jim was not in the living room of the lighthouse , but another man was -- a handsome , middle-aged man , with a strong , clean-shaven chin , who was unknown to Anne . Nevertheless , when she sat down , he began to talk to her with all the assurance of an old acquaintance . There was nothing amiss in what he said or the way he said it , but Anne rather resented such a cool taking-for-granted in a complete stranger .
Her replies were frosty , and as few XXXXX decency required .
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