"Eh, dear, what a one he is! There's not five minutes of peace, I'll be hanged if there is! His thumb's nearly better, and now--Did you see him ?" "I seed him at th' bottom.

An' I seed 'em bring 'im up in a tub, an' 'e wor in a dead faint.

But he shouted like anythink when Doctor Fraser examined him i' th' lamp cabin--an' cossed an' swore, an' said as 'e wor goin' to be ta'en whoam--'e worn't goin' ter th' 'ospital." The boy faltered to an end.
"He WOULD want to come home, so that I can have all the bother.

Thank you, my lad.

Eh, dear, if I'm not sick--sick and surfeited, I am!" She came downstairs.