A gentle laxative is indicated.' And he dosed the family all round, leading the way himself with a double quantity.

The wretched Anastasie, who had never been ill in the whole course of her existence, and whose soul recoiled from remedies, wept floods of tears as she sipped, and shuddered, and protested, and then was bullied and shouted at until she sipped again.

As for Jean-Marie, he took his portion down with stoicism.
'I have given him a less amount,' observed the Doctor, 'his youth protecting him against emotion.

And now that we have thus parried any morbid consequences, let us reason.' 'I am so cold,' wailed Anastasie.
'Cold!' cried the Doctor.

'I give thanks to God that I am made of fierier material.