"
Grandma Padgett was now sitting on the lounge with Carrie lifted
into her lap. Her voice was steady, but rather sharp. "This child's
in a fit! Robert Day, run to the woman of the house and tell her to
bring hot water as soon as she can."
During the confusion which followed, and while Carrie was partially
undressed, rubbed, dipped, and dosed between her set teeth, the
stranger himself went out to the log steps and stood looking from one
end of the street to the other. The dissipated young man appeared
nowhere in the twilight.
Returning, the lawyer found Grandma Padgett holding her patient
wrapped in shawls. The landlady stood by, much concerned, and talking
about a great many remedies beside such as she held in her hands.
Aunt Corinne and Robert Day maintained the attitude of guards, one on
each side of the door.
Carrie was not only conscious again, but wide awake and tingling
through all her little body. Her eyes had a different expression.
They saw everything, from the candle the landlady held over her, to
the stranger entering: they searched the walls piteously, and passed
the faces of Bobaday and aunt Corinne as if they by no means
recognized these larger children.
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