Frank sprang from the stool with an eagerness which surprised them, exclaiming,—
"Can't I go nutting, then?"
"Of course not. Take off your clothes and go to bed till I return."
[CHAPTER IV.]
FRANKIE'S NEW LESSON.
IN the afternoon, Mrs. Colvin went with her sewing to the nursery, where Frankie was still in bed. Nurse had carried some bread and milk to him there.
Tony was on the bed, too, and the boy was amusing himself with hiding his pocket-handkerchief under the sheets and telling her to find it.
"Is your head better?" asked his mother, seating herself near him.
"It felt better right off, as soon as I stopped playing," he said, earnestly.
"I was very sorry that you could not enjoy your favorite pudding, my dear. Cook said she made it on purpose for Master Frank."