“Perhaps your mamma, will let you bring home a nice bagful of buns for tea,” she said. “That would be a treat for Master Leigh and Master Artie, to make up for their not going to the town too.”
“I don’t want to go,” said Leigh. “I hate shopping. It’s such rubbish—taking half an hour to choose things you could settle about in half a minute. Of course I suppose it’s different for women and girls.”
Nurse smiled a little.
“Have you nothing for Miss Mary to get for you?” she said.
“What shops are you going to?” asked Leigh.
“Are you going to the confectioner’s?” asked Artie.
Mary was not quite sure what the confectioner’s was. You see, she did not often see shops, as the children’s home was quite in the country. But she knew Leigh would laugh at her if she asked, so she just said—
“We’re going to all the shops there is, I think. We’re going to buy Baby Dolly’s p’ram-bilator.”
She got rather red as she spoke; but Leigh did not notice it, for he was very much interested by this news.
“To buy the p’rambulator,” he repeated. “Oh, I say—I wouldn’t mind going to choose that! But I couldn’t stand the rest of the shopping. Mary—” and he hesitated.