And I thank you for what you did for her." Peter went down, and called next door, to see Dr.Plumb's patients.
These were in a fair way for recovery.
"They didn't get any of the milk till last night," the gray-haired, rather sad-looking doctor told him, "and I got at them early this morning.

Then I suspected the milk at once, and treated them accordingly.

I've been forty years doing this sort of thing, and it's generally the milk.

Dr.Sawyer, next door, is a new man, and doesn't get hold quite as quick.

But he knows more of the science of the thing, and can make a good analysis." "You think they have a chance ?" "If this heat will let up a bit" said the doctor, mopping his forehead.
"It's ninety-eight in here; that's enough to kill a sound child." "Could they be moved ?" "To-morrow, perhaps." "Mrs.Dooley, could you take your children away to the country to-morrow, if I find a place for you ?" "It's very little money I have, sir." "It won't cost you anything.