"Go to my room, and bring me another bonnet and a veil.

Stop!" She tried to rise, and sank back.
"I must have something to strengthen me.

Get the sal volatile." Marceline left the room.

Mr.Gallilee followed her as far as the door--still leading his little daughter.
"Go back, my dear, to your sister in the schoolroom," he said.

"I am distressed, Zo; be a good girl, and you will console me.