"You seem to be a good nurse, too," he responded, taking the proffered seat. "What's Bobbie doing here this time of day?"
She told him of the child's decision to stay with her, and his refusal to go home, his fight, and his stormy sorrow. He listened, with an amused twinkle in his eyes.
"Poor little chap," he said; "he has my sympathy in refusing to be parted from you."
She flushed slightly.
"Don't waste your sympathy," she replied saucily. Somehow that provoking smile of his nettled her. He had found her vulnerable.
"Bigger chaps than he feel the same way towards you," he said, smiling still.
He saw that she was badly teased, and the spirit of mischief led him on.
"Now I'd like to stay with you always, myself."
She looked as though she would annihilate him.
"And what is more, I'd like to change places with Bobbie this very minute."