The Bohunks tromp back upstairs, take Delmonico out of the bathtub, dry him off and wrap him in warm quilts in his bed. One of them changes his poultice, nodding as the redness is easing back and the wound has less puss.
When she attempts to look in on Delmonico, the Bohunks glare at the Frumpy Fairy Godmother, giving her a clear message that he is now their charge. With a shrug, she heads back downstairs.
(Whew, that was close. I almost typed "the wound was less pussy." But I couldn't do it, it looked too strange, like something Slim would glare at me for doing.)