“In course I’m awake. You heard me calling,” said Mary.
She thought Little Sarah was very stupid sometimes.
“I’m calling nurse,” Mary went on, “I don’t want you, Little Sarah. You can go and dress Master Artie.”
If Little Sarah was rather stupid, she was also very good-natured. She glanced at Mary with a smile, but with rather an odd look on her face too.
“What does you want? What is you looking at me for?” said Mary.
“Oh, nothing,” said Sarah. “I was only thinking whatever would you do without nurse if—if nurse was busy and couldn’t be so much with you, Miss Mary.”
“Nurse wouldn’t never be busy like that,” said Mary.
“Oh, well, never mind. I’ll dress Master Artie and I dare say nurse—” began Sarah, but she stopped short. Nurse just then came into the room.
“Here’s Miss Mary worretting for you,” said the girl.
Nurse hurried up to the little girl’s bed.