"Do you think nurse is still angry?"
"Tell nurse from me that she is not to scold you any more. The loss of your money ought to be a lesson to you."
"But I didn't lose it, uncle. I lent it to Jack. He wouldn't let me give it to him; he said he would send it back to me in a letter."
Sir Edward laughed unbelievingly, and Milly trotted upstairs to be received with open arms by nurse at the nursery door.
"There! never mind, my dear. I have been very angry with you, but you'll never do such a thing again. Come and have your tea. I've had a cup already, and feel wonderful better. Now, don't cry any more; bless your little heart, I can't bear to see you in tears."
With that nurse took her up in her arms; and poor tired little Milly whispered, as she clung to her,—
"I was afraid you would never love me again. I've told God I'm sorry; do you quite forgive me?"
"Quite, my lamb," was the reply; "and as to loving you, I shouldn't give over doing that if you were twice as troublesome."