Have I?"
"No, indeed, David; you are exactly right," returned Mr. Howitt.
"But tell me, did you see no one else at the house? There is
another member of the family."
The doctor nodded. "I saw him; Pete, you mean. Looked him over.
Mr. Matthews asked me to. Sad case, very sad. Hopeless, absolutely
hopeless, Daniel."
"Pete has not seemed as well as usual lately. I fear so much night
roaming is not good for the boy," returned the other slowly. "But
tell me, how are Sarah and the girls? Still looking after Dr.
Davie, I suppose."
"Just the same; haven't changed a bit; not a bit. Jennie looks
after my socks and handkerchiefs; Mary looks after my shirts and
linen; Anna looks after my ties and shoes; Sue looks after my hats
and coats; and Kate looks after the things I eat; and Sarah, Sarah
looks after everything and everybody, same as always. Blast it
all! If they'd give me a show, I'd be as good as ever; good as
ever, Daniel. What can a man do; what can a man do, with an only
sister and her five old maid daughters looking after him from
morning until night, from morning until night, Daniel? Tell them I
am a full grown man; don't do no good; no good at all. Blast it
all; poor old things, just got to mother something; got to,
Daniel.
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