The boy pulled in his head and scowled at his aunt , but he dared not disobey , and went out slowly with a sulky mutter . His aunt subdued a movement , that might have developed into a sound box on his ears , with a rather frightened glance at the bed . Naomi Holland was spent and dying , but her temper was still a thing to hold in dread , and her sister-in-law did not choose to rouse it by slapping Christopher . To her and her co-nurse the spasms of rage , which the sick woman sometimes had , seemed to partake of the nature of devil possession . The last one , only three days before , had been provoked by Christopher 's complaint of some real or fancied ill-treatment from his aunt , and the latter had no mind to bring on another . She went over to the bed , and straightened the clothes . `` Sarah and I are going out to milk , Naomi , Eunice will stay with you . She can run for us if you feel another spell coming on . '' Naomi Holland looked up at her sister-in-law with something like malicious enjoyment . `` I ai n't going to have any more spells , Car ` line Anne . I 'm going to die to-night . But you need n't hurry milking for that , at all . I 'll take my time . '' She liked to see the alarm that came over the other woman 's face . It was richly worth while to scare Caroline Holland like that . `` Are you feeling worse , Naomi ? '' asked the latter shakily . `` If you are I 'll send for Charles to go for the doctor . '' `` No , you wo n't . What good can the doctor do me ?
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