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She put her hand in and drew one out, feeling guilty, for one of Nursey's chief maxims was, "Never touch matches, Lady Bird; remember what I say, never!" "If Nursey knew about Stella's having the measles she'd say different," she soliloquized. There was a good-sized bit of brown paper in the garden-house. Lota rolled it up, laid it near the bedside, lit the edge, and carefully blew out the match.
She straightened up the room a bit; urged the patient to eat, to no avail; then went out of the room for a minute, and reappeared with a book. "I'm going to read to you, Angelica," she announced, in a loud yet nursey voice. "I suppose your taste in books is about the same as your sister's. Here's a story I found in Matilda's room. It's called 'Wormwood. I'm sure you'll like it."
How are you, nursey?" "Very well," replied nurse, "and glad to see you again." "And how is Marjorie? Kiss me, Marjorie." She snatched up her little sister somewhat roughly. "Don't make the darling cry," said nurse. "All right," replied Pen. "Sit down, baby; I have no time to 'tend you. Nursey, when I was at the sea I was a very 'portant person." "Were you indeed. Miss Pen?
"Limby, my darling boy," said his mother, "my sweet cherub, my only dearest, do take its oily-poily, there's a ducky-deary, and it shall ride in a coachy-poachy." "Oh, the dear baby!" said the nurse; "take it for nursey. It will take it for nursey, that it will."
She knew in her own little heart that the cross words hurt Nursey as the sting did her lips, and she felt sorry. At once the smart got better, and by the time she had resolved to ask the good old woman to forgive her, it was all gone.
It's bad enough to have wings and clouds about; but gipsies 'tain't respectable; my word, no." "This gipsy is eminently respectable," said Annie, with a sort of bitter emphasis. "Here, nursey, take my hand, and let me lead you up the ball-room. I have many strange characters to introduce you to. I see plainly that you won't recognise them without my kind assistance. Here, come along, be quick."
Nursey never said "Miss Charlotte" except on the most solemn occasions, so Lota knew that she was very vexed. She should have been cast down by this, but somehow she was not. "But I'm not discouraged," she replied. "I'm not discouraged a bit! And the birds aren't discouraged! They sang all the while I was waltzing in the mud-puddle, Nursey; I heard 'em!" Nursey gave it up.
"Oh, Turlough! why did you do anything so wild as putting your head into that pot?" "He didn't, Nursey," said Terry, trembling and pale. "It was I who put it on his head for a helmet." "I can believe it, Terencia Mary," said Nurse. "You are always the ringleader. And why did they call you Mary, like your gentle mother and grandmother?
Nobody but Lota and the dolls could see the Greens, even when they sat about the table talking and being talked to, but that was no matter; and when Nursey said, "Law, Miss Lady Bird, how can you; there's never any such people, you know," Lota would point triumphantly to a card tacked on to the snow-ball bush, which had "Lady Green" printed on it, and would say, "Naughty Nursey! can't you read?
Then she said, between adding totals of best, guest, and servants' sheets, 'But why should our times have been the same, Nursey? 'Because a child is born somewhere every second of the clock, Nurse Blaber answered. 'And besides that, you probably set each other off by talking and thinking about it. You shouldn't, you know. 'Ay, but you've never been in Hell, said Miss Henschil.
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