They are very simple people, and were so badly frightened that they were helpless.

It's the only child they have left to them--the last one died of croup." "Well, are you going to turn nurse for half the paupers in the county?
All children have croup, and they don't all die!" The petulant voice had now developed into one of indignation.
"No, mother, but I couldn't take any risks.

This little chap is worth saving." There came a pause, during which the tired man waited patiently.
"You were at the Cobdens' ?" "Yes; or I should have reached Fogarty's sooner." "And Miss Jane detained you, of course." "No, mother." "Good-night, John." "Say rather 'Good-day,' mother," he answered with a smile and continued on to his room..