Put your hand in mine.

There, that will do.

Keep yourself covered up, even if you are a little warm, and I will come back presently with the nicest kind of a cup of tea." "It's a cold and a fever," she said to Ralph, outside the chamber door.
"The commonest thing in the world.

But I'll make her a hot drink that will do her more good than anything else that could be given her, and when the doctor comes, he'll tell you so.

He knows me, and what I can do for sick people.