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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ... worse, and would the Duchess go and see him?" Apart from the circumstance that the Duchess was fond of Bob, the opportunity of going to see somebody who was ill abed was too alluring to be neglected, and the Duchess and Betsy went to Bobs house, and were admitted to the sick chamber. "Hush " said the mother to the Duchess. "Dont make a noise. Hes been a-talking of you all night." "In his sleep?" inquired the Duchess, not displeased at this mark of attention on Bobs part. "Half asleep and half awake I think hes been," replied Bobs mother. "I cant make it out. If he aint better to-morrow Ill have to call Dr. Lyon in." "Shall I go for him now?" asked Betsy Newbiggin, whose sympathies were not entirely confined to her trade in liquorice-water. "No," said Bobs mother, "I must speak to father first. If Dr. Lyon comes hell have to be paid." The Duchess looked about the room. Bob was in bed, seemingly asleep. By the side of the bed was a hen canary in a cage so hung that when Bob opened his eyes (supposing he did not turn round) they would light upon the bird. The Duchess standing by the bed leant over Bob; and Bob, waking at that moment, said, as though he had just been indulging in a long conversation on an interesting subject and this was the outcome of it, "Mother, if I die, give the Duchess my bird." These words produced a shock. Betsy Newbiggin began to tremble, and the Duchesss heart beat more quickly. "What nonsense is the boy chattering about " exclaimed Bobs mother, patting the pillow and smoothing the bed-clothes, and striving in this way to hide the agitation produced by the boys request. Bob appeared not to hear his...