"Nurse wouldn't let us. She never will let us do a single nice thing."
"Oh, we'll manage Nurse. I'll tackle her."
"Will you really?"
Hope sprang up in their hearts.
"And what else?" they asked.
"I'm only a clumsy man, but I believe you can all use the needle. If we could have a little sewing party one day in the week, you could make clothes for some poor little kids who have none to wear, and I would see that they got them all right. But we should have to get Annette to cut the clothes out, and show you how to do them. I'm no good at that sort of thing."
"We don't like sewing," said Dreamikins, looking at her little friends; and Freda and Daffy both agreed with her.
"Of course, if you only want to do what you like—" began Fibo.
"We'll do it, Fibo dear, only you must tell us some most erciting stories all the time we work, and we must have an extry good tea after, to make up."
"I don't know that you need rewarding for doing good," said Fibo quietly.