CHAPTER III.
PAIN PAST--A REPRIEVE FROM THE BARBER--SUNFLOWER SLEEP--LITTLE MICHAELMAS GOOSE--SNUFFING A RUSHLIGHT--A PURSUIT OF KNOWLEDGE UNDER DIFFICULTIES--GRANDMAMMA WITH A WATCHMAN'S RATTLE.
Jael's ogre-footsteps had hardly ceased to resound from the wooden stairs, when these shook again to the tread of Dr.Brown.
He said--"How are you ?" and I said--"Very happy, thank you," which was true.

For the only nice thing about dreadful pain is that, when it is gone, you feel for a little bit as if you could cry with joy at having nothing to bear.
Then I thanked him for asking Grandmamma to let me have the Rushlight till Margery came home; and he said I ought to be very much obliged to him, for he had begged me off the barber too.

So I asked him if he thought my hair gave me headaches, and he felt it, and said--"No!" which I was very glad of.

He said he thought it was more what I grew inside, than what I grew outside my head that did it, and that I was not to puzzle too much over books.
I was afraid he meant the Puzzling Tale, so I told him it was very short, and the answer was given; so he said he should like to hear it--and I read it to him.

He liked it very much, and he liked the picture; and I told him we thought they were Sunflowers, only that the glory leaves were folded in so oddly, and we did not know why.