So he came.
Then he felt my pulse and asked me what sort of a night I had had, and I was obliged to tell him, and Grandmamma was very much vexed, and made me tell the whole truth, and she said I did not deserve any pity for my headaches when I brought them on myself, which is true.
I think it was being vexed with me that made her vexed with Dr.Brown, when he said rhubarb and magnesia would not do me any good.

She said she liked a regular system with the health of young people; and when she and her six sisters were girls they were physicked with perfect regularity; they were bled in the spring, and the fall of the leaf; and had their hair thinned and their teeth taken out, once a quarter, by the advice of their excellent friend and local practitioner, who afterwards removed to London, and became very distinguished, and had his portrait painted in oils for one of the learned societies.

And Grandmamma said she had been spared to survive all her family, and had never had a headache in her life.
Though my head was so bad, I listened as hard as I could to hear what Dr.Brown would say.

For I thought--"if he makes one of his speeches, they will quarrel, and he will leave off being our doctor again." But he didn't, he only said--"Well, well, madam, I'll send the child some medicine.

Let her go and lie down at once, with a hot bottle to her feet, and as many pillows as she wants under her head; and don't let a sound reach her for the next three or four hours.