“You’re not selfish, Winnie. You’re just as nice as you can be. Everybody says so. Everybody loves you—I know it, if you don’t.”
“Of course they do, Win,” added Ronald, waking up to what was passing. “All the fellows ask about you. They all want to know how you are when you’re ill. They don’t know you hardly at all; but they all like you—everybody does.”
Winifred was pleased to hear this, although she hardly felt to deserve praise.
“People are very nice and kind,” she said smiling. “I shall like to see the boys. I know mamma will let us have a very nice tea-party. Cook will be pleased too; she will like to make us nice things.”
“Jolly!” cried Ronald again, whilst Charley said more gravely:
“People like doing what you want them to, I think, Winnie.”
Winifred was silent a moment, thinking, then she said half-shyly:
“Should you like to do something that I wanted you to, Charley?”
“Yes, to be sure I should.”
“So should I,” added Ronald.