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Nursey watched over poor Tommy all night, trying to ease his misery, and Mrs. Bhaer vibrated between him and little Teddy with oil and cotton, paregoric and squills, saying to herself from time to time, as if she found great amusement in the thought, "I always knew Tommy would set the house on fire, and now he has done it!" When Mr. Bhaer got home next morning he found a nice state of things.
Nora would not have met with this terrible accident but for me; so I have taken upon myself to amuse her, and I promised to make her three dresses." "Sakes alive! Three?" interrupted Mrs. Martin; "and why three, Miss Annie? Wouldn't one be enough to content her?" "No, nursey, no; three cambric dresses or nothing.
I think a good, faithful, tender-hearted nurse, such as she was, must suffer with some of a mother's feelings, when it is first decided that "her boy" is beyond petticoat government. Nurse Bundle cried so bitterly over this matter, that my most chivalrous feelings were roused, and I vowed that "Papa shouldn't say things to vex my dear Nursey." But Mrs. Bundle was very loyal.
"Don't ask me any questions and you'll hear no lies," was Pen's remark. She waved her fat hand as she spoke. "I am going to nursey straight away. I has something I wants to say to nursey. Has the post gone? I want to catch the post immediate." "You are too queer for anything," said Adelaide; "but go your own way. You'll catch it for being out all by yourself in the woods."
The poor child felt too weak to play, and reading made her eyes ache. If only there were some one to tell her a story. It grew dark, and then steps came outside the door, and a fumbling with the lock which made Ida nervous. "Do come in, Nursey!" she cried. The door opened, and someone spoke; but the voice was not the voice of Nurse.
Sure, poor people do have to walk into a shop, and just try and try till they get a pair to fit them." Terry sat on the old woman's knee, and threw her arms round her neck. "I'll darn the stockings, and sew on the strings and buttons, and read your prayer-book to you, and read the newspaper to you after Grandma has done with it. Is there anything else I can do for you, Nursey darling?"
Ask her, child. Ask her and be done with it once for all. 'I will, said Conroy.... 'There ought to be He opened his bag and hunted breathlessly. 'Bless you! Oh, God bless you, Nursey! Miss Henschil was sobbing. 'You don't know what this means to me. It takes it all off from the beginning. 'But doesn't it make any difference to you now? the nurse asked curiously.
You have heard of all the fun that we are going to have, haven't you, nursey?" "Folly, I call it," said nurse. "Throwing away good money on fallals and wings and clouds.
Nan, you must go up and show yourself to nurse this minute. Annie, let me take you to your room." "Dear old nursey," said Nan; she rushed up the stairs, shouting her old nurse's name as she went; her quick footsteps flew down the long corridor, she pushed open the baize door which separated the nurseries from the rest of the house, and in a moment found herself in the old room.
He doesn't want four legs to sit with. Dancing was different. Now, Vulcan, hold yourself straight, old fellow! There, doesn't the dress fit him nicely, at least when I turn up the sleeves over his paws and tie an apron round his body to make him a waist? Dear old Nursey hasn't got much of a waist neither; now, has she, Turly? Vulcan, Vulcan, let me tie your cap-strings!"
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