"
"Enough for this time, at any rate," said Karl, hurrying away, and
returning with both water and wine just as Kitty appeared with the
salts; but it was Dora who applied the remedies, and with a skill
and steadiness that would have seemed absolutely marvellous to one
unacquainted with the young girl's previous history and training.
"She's coming to herself. You'd better both go out of sight, and let
her see only me. Kitty, will you look to the broth?" whispered Dora;
and Karl, taking his sister by the sleeve, led her out, softly
closing the door after them.
"Dora does like to manage, I must say. Now, do tell me at last who
this child is, and where she came from, and what's going to be done
with her," said Kitty as they reached the kitchen. "Why shouldn't
she like to manage, when she can do it so well? I can tell you, Miss
Kitty, if she hadn't man aged to some purpose on one occasion, you
wouldn't have had a brother to-day to plague you."
The girl's dark eyes grew moist as she turned them upon him, saying
warmly,--
"I know it, Charley; and I would love her for that, if nothing else:
but I can't forget she's almost a year younger than I am, and ought
not to expect to take the lead in every thing."
"Pooh, Kit-cat, don't be ridiculous! Get the soup, and put it over
the fire; and I'll tell you all I know about our little guest.
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