human
Oh, dear, dear, dear, cried Miss Sarah,
gpt
Mary Lee, Mary Lee! she called,
human
What is the matter? What is it?
gpt
Nan has fallen down the stairs. Come right along. Here, take both candles and I'll carry her.
human
Oh, is she dead? Is she dead?
gpt
I don't know, said Miss Sarah, her lips quivering.
human
Run get me some camphor, or hartshorn or smelling salts, or, better yet, there is a little brandy in the medicine closet; bring that.
gpt
I'll bring them all, answered Mary Lee, rushing away and coming back laden with bottles.
human
Oh, Aunt Sarah, she said, anxiously watching her aunt force the brandy between the shut lips,
gpt
Hush up, cried Aunt Sarah, tortured beyond forbearance.
human
I reckon you're not the only one who is feeling distressed. She's coming around, Mary Lee, she said presently,
gpt
What is the matter?
human
Nan's fallen down the stairs,
gpt
Is she dreadfully hurt? Oh, Mary Lee, is she?
human
We don't know, but we are going to send for the doctor.
gpt
Go right back to bed, commanded Aunt Sarah.
human
I don't want a case of croup. I've got about as much as I can manage right here.
gpt
I want to see my Nan.
human
Go to bed,