'Nurse,' she said, 'may I go up to the attic? I want to knit a great lot to-day, and if I stayed down here mamma would see.'
'Very well, my dear,' I said. 'Only be sure to come downstairs if you feel chilly.'
There was really no reason, now that she had a room of her own, for her ever to sit in the attic, but she had taken a fancy to it, I suppose, and off she went.
Miss Bess stood looking out of the window, in a rather idle way she had.
'Oh dear!' she said impatiently; 'is it never going to leave off raining? I am so tired of not getting out.'
'Get something to do, my dear,' I said. 'Then the time will pass more quickly. It won't stop raining for you watching it, you know. Weren't you saying something about the schoolroom books needing arranging, and that you hadn't had time to do them?'
Miss Bess was in a very giving-in mood.
'Very well,' she said, moving off slowly. 'I suppose I may as well do them. But I need somebody to help me; where's Lally?'
'Don't disturb her yet awhile, poor dear,' I said. 'She does so want to get on with the work I've told you about.'
Miss Bess stood looking uncertain. Suddenly an idea struck her.