"'It's gooseberries,' interposed Kitty, eagerly; and I nodded assent.
"The child shot a triumphant glance at Nurse.
"'She said you would not want them, and I'd better ask daddy; but he likes me to think of things by myself. And then at the end of the day I tell him where I've been; and he'll be so surprised to-night, for he didn't know I'd heard about you.'
"I carried off the basket, and brought it back, presently, empty.
"'I have not half thanked you, Kitty; but I am most grateful. How old are you, I wonder?'
"There was a moment's hesitation. 'I'm not young at all; I'm nine, although you'd never think it, because I'm so small. Daddy says running about makes you grow, and I can't run.'
"'Her back is not strong, sir,' said Nurse, hurriedly; and as I looked at the recumbent figure, I saw that the poor little child was deformed. It seemed a terrible pity, for the face and head are singularly pretty.
"'That's why daddy says I must think of all the ill ones, because Nurse and he think so much about me.'
"'Very well. I shall be sure and send for you directly there is anything the matter. I fancy you would do me more good than a doctor. And I've a sister coming, before long, and she will want companions. You will have to come to tea.'
"'Is she as old as I am?'