And Sarah, who is the housemaid, said she didn't see why we couldn't go just the same, and Nurse said very sharply:
"I'm not going to let them go, I can tell you, with things as they are."
And then she said, in another kind of voice:
"Just suppose they had to be sent for to go in to the mistress——"
And then she went away again into Mother's dressing-room.
That was another horrid thing, that nobody seemed to be able to look after us at all; we could have got into all sorts of mischief if we had wanted, but everything was so dreadful that it made us not want.
There were two doctors, who went and came several times, and someone they called Nurse, but she wasn't our Nurse.
And our Nurse could not be in the nursery with us, but kept shutting herself up in Mother's dressing-room, and that made us be getting into everybody's way.
So at last, when evening came, Nurse sent us down to the drawing-room, because somebody had let the nursery fire go almost out, and she told us to stay there and be good, and Father said he would perhaps come and sit with us by-and-by.
But I don't know what we should have done there so long if Sarah had not brought us a plate of chestnuts, and shown us how to roast them.