GOVERNESS. Oliver was coughing just now.
OLIVER (to himself). Shut up!
DOCTOR (turning to OLIVER). Ah! His pulse--(Feels it)--tut-tut! His
tongue--(OLIVER puts it out) Dear, dear! The same treatment, dear
lady, as prescribed in the other case.
OLIVER (under his breath). Beast!
AUNT JANE. Castor-oil, liquorice-powder, ammoniated quinine--anything
of that nature, doctor?
DOCTOR. _As_ necessary, dear lady, _as_ necessary. The system must be
stimulated. Nature must be reinforced.
AUNT JANE (to GOVERNESS). Which do they dislike least?
OLIVER and JILL (hastily). Liquorice-powder!
DOCTOR. Then concentrate on the other two, dear lady.
AUNT JANE. Thank you, doctor. [They go out.
GOVERNESS. We will now go on with our lessons. Oliver, you will have
opportunities in your bedroom this afternoon of learning your poetry.
By the way, I had better have that book which you were reading when I
came in just now.
OLIVER (trying to be surprised). Which book?
JILL (nobly doing her best to save the situation). Miss Pinniger, if
you're multiplying rods, poles, or perches by nine, does it matter
if---
GOVERNESS. I am talking to Oliver, Geraldine. Where is that book,
Oliver?
OLIVER. Oh, _I_ know the one you mean.
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