Tell him to send Barker for the doctor at once." And then she gave her whole attention to Arthur, forgetting everything except that she had taken upon herself toward these children all the duties and anxieties of motherhood.

How many--perhaps none--would she ever win of its joys?
But to women like her duty alone constitutes happiness.
She felt happier than she had done for very, very long, when at last Arthur lay soothed and quieted in her arms, which clasped round him close and warm, as finding in him something to comfort, something to love.

She had almost lost sigh of danger and fear, when the door opened and Phillis entered, Dr.Grey following.
On Christian's first look at the latter, she found out one thing--which hardly so much lessened her reverence as converted it into a strange tenderness--that her husband was one of the many men who, brave enough morally, are the most utter cowards at sight of physical suffering.

Completely unhinged, trembling all over, Dr.Grey knelt down by his boy's side.
"What must we do, Christian?
What must we do ?" She knew at once that whatever was done she must do it; but before she had time to say a word there appeared Miss Gascoigne.
"What is wrong?
Why is the doctor sent for?
That child hurt?
Nonsense! Hurt seriously with just a mere slip down a few stairs! I will never believe it.

It is just making a fuss about nothing.