"No!" Alice protested. "No, I told you, I don't want to see a doctor!"
"You have been sickly, Alice..." Anne commented.
Bram ran to the door. "Bram! Stop!" But the boy had already run out. Alice got up. "I'm fine, I'm telling you!" But she burst into tears, sank back down on the sofa and covered her face. Anne rushed to her side, sat next to her and rubbed her back.
Will looked on confused. "I'll... tell father..." he said, and he left.