CHAPTER 9
ion of Maggies behaviour.
` you sit still, Maggie? her said peevishly.
`Little gells mustnt come to see me if t Pullet.
`oo rougtle miss, said uncle Pullet.
Poor Maggie sat do of he seven small demons all in again.
Mrs tulliver, foreseeing not misbeook an early opportunity of suggesting, t noed after t go and play out of doors, and aunt Pullet gave permission, only enjoining t to go off ted to see try fed, to vieance on triction er t frigs feathers drop off.
Mrs tullivers ts emporarily diverted from ternal cares, but no t o perspective and t of terdays anxieties recurred.
`It er Gleggs leaving t er.
`A Pullet, `ting for speak of it out o t to Dr turnbull - but its my belief Jane lives too loo Pullet, often and often, and .
` Monday , beginning to nurse er it ion took an interesting turn.
`Very like I did, said Mrs Pullet, `for you remember a inued, looking patically at er. `I so roke, for to take my doctors stuff - and Im taking ts now.
`t;pills as beforequot; every ot, and t eleven and four, and ture quot;uation determined by a lozenge on ongue.
`A ud be better for sister Glegg, if so tor sometimes, instead o curkey rter ulliver, of medicine cion to Mrs Glegg.
`Its dreadful to t Pullet, raising ting t s flying i t are tors for, if to call em in? And o pay for a doctor - it isnt respectable, as Ive told Jane many a time. Im asance kno.
`ell, o be as, `for Doctor turnbull