"I'll see that she doesn't get in here again," said Margaret.

"I know she made more than half of that up; for, though the physicians say you lungs are very much diseased, they have never saw that you could not recover." The next morning, greatly to Mag's astonishment Carrie insisted upon going down to breakfast.
"Why, you must not do it; you are not able," said Mag.

But Carrie was determined; and, wrapping herself in her thick shawl, she slowly descended the stay though the cold air in the long hall made her shiver.
"Carrie, dear, you are better this morning, and there is quite a rosy flush on your cheek," said Mrs.Hamilton, rising to meet her.

_( Mr._ Hamilton, be it remembered, was present.) But Carrie shrank instinctively from her stepmother's advances, and took her seat by the side of her father.

After breakfast Mag remembered that she had an errand in the village, and Carrie, who felt too weary to return immediately to her room, said she would wait below until her sister returned.