`` Felicity , put on the kettle . Dan , I 'm going to give you mustard and warm water . '' The mustard and warm water produced its proper effect promptly , but gave Dan no relief . He continued to writhe and groan . Uncle Roger , who had been summoned from his own place , went at once for the doctor , telling Peter to go down the hill for Mrs. Ray . Peter went , but returned accompanied by Sara only . Mrs. Ray and Judy Pineau were both away . Sara might better have stayed home ; she was of no use , and could only add to the general confusion , wandering aimlessly about , crying and asking if Dan was going to die . Cecily took charge of things . Felicity might charm the palate , and the Story Girl bind captive the soul ; but when pain and sickness wrung the brow it was Cecily who was the ministering angel . She made the writhing Dan go to bed . She made him swallow every available antidote which was recommended in `` the doctor 's book ; '' and she applied hot cloths to him until her faithful little hands were half scalded off . There was no doubt Dan was suffering intense pain . He moaned and writhed , and cried for his mother . `` Oh , is n't it dreadful ! '' said Felicity , wringing her hands as she walked the kitchen floor . `` Oh , why does n't the doctor come ? I TOLD Dan the bad berries were poison . But surely they ca n't kill people ALTOGETHER . '' `` Pa 's cousin died of eating something forty years ago , '' sobbed Sara Ray .
`` Hold your tongue , '' said Peter XXXXX a fierce whisper .
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