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"Psha!" cried Jan.
"Is it not proper medicine for him?" asked Decima.
"It's as innocent as water," said Jan. "It'll do him neither good nor
harm."
And finally Jan poured the lot down his own throat.
Lucy shuddered.
"Oh, Jan, how could you take it?"
"It won't hurt me," said literal Jan.
"But it must be so nasty! I never could have believed any one would
willingly drink medicine. It is bad enough to do it when compelled by
sickness."
"Law!" returned Jan. "If you call this nasty, Miss Lucy, you should
taste some of our physic. The smell would about knock you down."
"I think nothing is worse than the smell of drugs," resumed Lucy. "The
other day, when Lady Verner called in at your surgery to speak to you,
and took me with her, I was glad to get into the open air again."
"Don't you ever marry a doctor, then, Miss Lucy."
"I am not going to marry one," returned Lucy.
"Well, you need not look so fierce," cried Jan. "I didn't ask you."
Lucy laughed. "Did I look fierce, Jan? I suppose I was thinking of the
drugs. I'd never, never be a surgeon, of all things in the world.


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