"One day I shall climb right out of my poor old body, and go up away from you all without any need of an aeroplane," he said.
"And I'll hang on behind you!" said Dreamikins.
"Fibo means that he'll die and go to heaven," said Daffy gravely. "You won't be able to go with him."
"I'll go after him then. Er will take me. That's what he does—takes people to heaven when God calls them. He likes doing it better than anything else. He says he'll tuck me very comfy between his two wings and fly up and up, and he'll show me the moon and all the stars on the way. He tells me just at first I may feel cold, but when you come near heaven it's ever so nice and warm, and you never feel nothing when you get inside."
"But I should like to feel something," objected Freda.
"I mean nothing nasty. What a stoopid you are!"
Then Fibo changed the conversation. When Dreamikins once began to talk about heaven, she could never stop, and invented so fast, and was so angry when she was contradicted, that he thought it better to bring her to safer ground.
When Freda and Daffy went home that afternoon, they told Nurse that even she would have been pleased to see their work.
Nurse sniffed and said:
"I dare say you're proud of it, but in my time children used to be made to sew in school as a regular thing every afternoon; and if you were properly behaved young ladies you would like to do it too."