“What was that noise, Nanny? Do tell me.”
“Why a train, of course. There’s a molly-coddle. Tut-tut!”
“A train like we rode in from down in the country?”
“Yes, a train like we rode in from down in the country!” Nurse mimicked him in an outrageous falsetto.
“Not lions at all?”
“Not if you’re a good boy.”
“Nor bears—nor tigers—nor wolverines?”
The last was a dreadful importation of fancy from some zoological gift-book.
“Now that’s enough,” Nurse decided.
“Nor laughing hyenas?”