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Show 164. before midnight. I t ' s time for more quinine, but I don't think xre can get him to swallow i t , even if he could keep i t doxm." "Now's the best time to try right after he's puked - not so apt to s t a r t gaggin' again for a xrhile." Bill got a part of a quinine p i l l -"is this about the right size? He will have taken four this size in about forty-eight hours." Olaf nodded,-^-"iBill put i t in the t i n cup he had the boiled-doxm milk in, and took i t over to the table xrhere Olaf had laid L i t t l e Bill doxm. olaf held L i t t l e B i l l 's nose, so he had to open his mouth, and Bill dropped i t in. Olaf then put his hand over L i t t l e B i l l ' s mouth. He struggled, but Olaf rubbed his throat gently xrith doxmxrard strokes. Finally, L i t t l e Bill sxralloxred crying out in pain. Bill picked him up, talking to him, and xralked around the cabin xrith him, rocking him back and forth in his arms. L i t t l e Bill xras sobbing-a different xray he had of crying only xrhen his feelings xrere hurt. Bill hugged him closer, whispering to him and finally tried to put him back in his bed. L i t t l e Bill clung to Bill and he continued xralking around the room xrith him, thinking he's got a lot more strength left than I thought he had-not so independent either noxr that he's sick. Not u n t i l he xras sound asleep did Bill carefully lay him doxm. Then he turned to Olaf xrho xras s i t t i n g again by the oven door, stooped and t i r e d looking. "Olaf there's some broth here. |
