“Ahem!” coughed the doctor, who was thinking deeply.
The boy glanced at him sharply, and then turned again to Helen—
“You mustn’t ask for anything to eat at the House if you’re ever so hungry.”
“Are you hungry?” said Helen.
“Just!”
“Would you like a piece of cake!”
“Piece o’ cake? Please. Here, let go.”
He shook himself free from the doctor and ran to Helen.
“Sit down on that cushion, and I’ll ring for some.”
“What, have you got a big bell here? Let me pull it, will you?”