“I have a great deal to think about.”
“Do you think with your fingers?”
Winifred smiled.
“No, of course not, nursey. What do you mean?”
“Well, I was wondering if you could not do something with your fingers, whilst you were doing all this thinking.”
Winifred was not fond of employing her idle fingers, and her face was not very responsive as she asked rather slowly:
“What do you mean, nursey? I have not anything special to do.”
“No, Miss Winnie; but I think there is something somebody would be very much delighted if you did do,” and nurse nodded her head mysteriously.
Still Winifred did not look eager, though she asked:
“What do you mean? I think I’m rather too tired to work.”