"It is perfectly absurd the way you none seem to think she should be punished—"
"I shall make her promise never to go out alone again."
"She shared that cabman's tea," grimly; "that is sufficient. I will not have her coddled and fussed over as if she has done something clever."
"She must have the bread and milk. She is tired and shivering." Nell's eyes looked dark, her head was back. For a moment Miss Kezia hesitated whether she should enforce her words. She glanced keenly at Nell's face.
"If it is to stave off a cold, I will say no more," she said, and turned away.
When Nell took the bread and milk up, she found Sheila Pat on Denis's knee, flushed, heavy-eyed, half asleep.
"I don't want it, Nell! Make her take it away, Denis!" Her tone was peevish.
"Not I. I want you to eat it. Come, try, old girl."
But the Atom turned her head away, and buried it deeper in his chest.
"I don't want it! I don't want it!"