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"Yes, sir; but I shouldn't like it. Do you really want me to go?"
"The best cure for Charlie is a daily dose of Rose water, or Rose
and water, or Rose and water; will you go and see that he takes it?"
laughed Dr. Alec.
"You mean that if I'm there and try to make it pleasant, he will stay
at home and keep out of mischief?"
"But could I make it pleasant? He would want the boys."
"No danger but he'd have the boys, for they swarm after you like
bees after their queen. Haven't you found that out?"
"Aunt Plen often says they never used to be here half so much
before I came, but I never thought I made the difference, it seemed
so natural to have them round."
"Little modesty doesn't know what a magnet she is; but she will
find it out some day," and the Doctor softly stroked the cheek that
had grown rosy with pleasure at the thought of being so much
loved. "Now, you see, if I move the magnet to Aunt Clara's, the
lads will go there as sure as iron to steel, and Charlie will be so
happy at home he won't care for these mischievous mates of his I
hope," added the Doctor, well knowing how hard it was to wean a
seventeen-year-old boy from his first taste of what is called "seeing
life," which, alas! often ends in seeing death.
"I'll go, uncle, right away! Aunt Clara is always asking me, and
will be glad to get me. I shall have to dress and dine late, and see
lots of company, and be very fashionable, but I'll try not to let it
hurt me; and if I get in a puzzle or worried about anything I can
run to you," answered Rose, good-will conquering timidity.
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