"I'm going to send these to my sister in London. She's a nurse, and works in the East End; but I'll ask her to write and tell us all about it when she has given the frocks away. The next thing we must make are some flannel petticoats, for winter is coming on. You will be busy for a long time."
"We needn't be," said Freda; "if we've done it once, it's enough."
Miss Fletcher knew the Bible story well that they were trying to act out. She shook her head.
"You haven't any of you understood that rightly," she said. "The people whom our Lord commended were those who made all those things a part of their lives. They were always thinking of others and doing things for others, not just when they felt inclined. And if you keep your eyes open to help when help is needed, that will be doing what God wishes. But none of us can ever sit down and say our work is done."
"How very tiring!" said Freda.
"Er says we shan't work in heaven," Dreamikins asserted.
"I don't know about that," said Miss Fletcher.
The little girls said no more.
Daffy said afterwards, when Miss Fletcher had gone away:
"She's rather like Nurse. Grown-up people always make everything so dull and stupid. But Freda and I mean to go on seeing Mrs. Bone. She loves us, and it's real fun going to visit her."