Their knock at the door was followed by a scrambling and scampering
within, and a hoarse wail from Lois. Then a window was raised, a little
face peeped out, and a relieved voice said: "'Tain't the doctor-man.
It's Honey-Sweet's girl and a lady."
Peggy opened the door. "Come right in," she said. Then she explained:
"We was tryin' to get Lois back in bed. The doctor says she must stay in
bed and she hates it, so she will get up and have a pillow-pallet on the
floor."
There the child was lying, tossing restlessly about, while Mrs.
Callahan's machine rattled away as usual.
Lois gave a cry of delight when Anne came in with Honey-Sweet. "Pretty
sweet Honey!" she exclaimed. "Le' me kiss her one time."
"You wait," said Mrs. Callahan. "That dolly ain't coming nigh you till
you take your dost of medicine. Then I'll ask the lady to let her lay on
the pillow."
Lois looked inquiringly at Anne.
"Take your medicine like a good girl," said Honey-Sweet's little mother,
"and I'll let you hold my baby doll in your own hands."
Lois opened her mouth to receive the bitter draught and then stretched
out her arms for Honey-Sweet. She touched shoes and dress and hair with
light, admiring fingers.
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