"You're going to be a good little girl, and keep very quiet, and take all your medicine—"
"I—I'm just goin' to be as good as—as snow-drops."
"Why snowdrops?"
She drew her brows together in thought. "I don't know: snowdrops are just good through and through."
He smiled.
"I do think you're such a nice doctor," Sheila Pat said earnestly.
When Nell crept in a few minutes later, she was fast asleep. When she woke, she took her medicine without a murmur.
"Is Denis home, Nell?"
"I think he's just come in. Yes, here he is."
He entered with a beautiful bunch of parma violets.