"Now you ain’t goin’ to talk of it, nor to think of it, neither," ’Possum said presently.  "You ain’t got nothin’ to worry about, ’cause it’s all over, an’ there’s old Garth grinnin’ at you, an jus’ as right as pie.  An’ all you got to do is to get well, ’cause the Boss is that bothered about you he’s right off his feed.  I think if you was to let me help you sit up, you could have this."  She raised her gently; and somewhat to her surprise Aileen could eat and drink a little.