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Two or three weeks of toast and jelly and oranges and many soft words , and not a few hugs ! That night he was dreaming of boxes of oranges he was emptying , and of glasses of jelly big as hogsheads , out of which he was taking jelly by the shovelful ! The next morning he felt -- though unwilling to confess it -- much better . At noon keen old Dr. Pillipot happened to come along , and Aunt Stanshy referred Charlie 's case to him . Old Dr. Pillipot bent his sharp , gray eyes down toward Charlie and made up a horrid face as he growled , `` Let me see your tongue , young man . Hem ! Looks quite well .