“I wish you would get me something to read,” called out Augusta.
“There is a shelf full of books there,” replied Nan. “You can choose which one you like. I am not allowed to walk much because I have hurt my foot.”
“How did you hurt it?”
“I was out to-day getting flowers for Mrs. Richmond, and I fell.”
“Oh, how stupid! Did you go out by yourself?”
“Yes.”
“Hum! Where did you go?”
“Not very far off; just round the corner. There is a beautiful florist’s shop just at that corner.”
“I dare say; but you are rather young to go out alone. Did Aunt Jessie say you might?”
Nan coloured and bit her lips. Augusta noticed the expression on the little girl’s face.