I'm afraid she's kind of run down." "Why don't you get a tonic ?" "Well, I have been thinking of it, but Dr.Wallace gives such dreadful strong medicines, and Lucy is so delicate, that I have hesitated.

I don't know but I ought to take her to Alford to Dr.
Gilbert, but she doesn't want to go.

She says it is too expensive, and she says there's nothing the matter with her; but she has these terrible headaches almost every other day, and she doesn't eat enough to keep a sparrow alive, and I can't help being worried about her." "It doesn't seem right," agreed Mrs.Whitman.

"Last time I was here I thought she didn't look real well.

She's got color, a real pretty color, but it isn't the right kind." "That's just it," said Mrs.Ayres, wrinkling her forehead.