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Louisa May Alcott: Eight CousinsChapter 4 - Aunts (continued)"Dear me, how singular!" said Aunt Plenty, bringing her spectacles to bear upon the pills, with a face so full of respectful interest that it was almost too much for Dr. Alec's gravity. "Take one in the morning, and a good-night to you, my dear," he said, dismissing his patient with a hearty kiss. Then, as she vanished, he put both hands into his hair, exclaiming, with a comical mixture of anxiety and amusement "When I think what I have undertaken, I declare to you, aunt, I feel like running away and not coming back till Rose is eighteen!" This is page 38 of 222. [Mark this Page] Mark any page to add this title to Your Bookshelf. (0 / 10 books on shelf) Buy a copy of Eight Cousins at Amazon.com
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