"There! There's something I always meant to do."
"Never mind now," said Mavis soothingly.
"But I do. It is something to mind about—I never stood 'Turpsichor' a noo coat of paint."
"Don't worry about it."
"I always promised I would, but kep' putting it off an' off, an' now she'll never get it from me. Poor old 'Turpsichor'!"
Miss Nippett soon forgot her neglect of "Turpsichor" and fell into a further doze.
When she next awoke, she asked:
"Would you mind drawing them curtains?"
"Like that?"
"You are good to me: reely you are."