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usually takes a great deal to upset them.
Then she cried,” went on the Doctor,
gravely. “ You know how seldom that
happens; and when I took her up, she
was trembling like a leaf, so I carried
her up to her room and told her to lie
down for an hour. It was not alto-
gether the clogs, either, for she was not
like herself before they jumped on her,
J noticed as we were driving home that
she seemed languid, and I could hardly
get a word out of her. Queer she
should run down so all of a suddeti.,”
“ I will send Estelle for her by and
by, and give her some quinine,'1 Mrs.
Moran said. “ She is a little run down,
perhaps, but i t ’s nothing to worry
about.”
When the dogs had flung themselves
upon Peggy, under the delusion, no
doubt, that they were welcoming their