If she does, give her a few drops from the little bottle, and raise her up.

But she won't have any more," the doctor said.
"If she does, I s'll go off my head, I know I shall." "No, you won't.

No, you won't do anything of the sort.

You won't go off your head.

You'll keep your head on your shoulders, where it ought to be," protested the doctor.
"But it nearly drives me mad." "Then don't let it.