At this I thought my wife had a mind to show him the door.

Now the doctor said he would make the child cough harder and dislodge the trouble.

So he gave her something that sent her into a spasm of coughing, and presently up came a little wood splinter or so.
"This child has no membranous croup," said he.

"She has been chewing a bit of pine shingle or something of the kind, and got some little slivers in her throat.

They won't do her any hurt." "No," said I, "I can well believe that.