Nurse told Marsdon that this one is in "sheep's clothing,"
because he wears a gold cross. I saw the cross; but I saw no sheep's
clothing. I was looking out for the kind of woolly thing our new
curate wears on his back in church. Should you call that "sheep's
clothing"? I asked father, and he said: "No. Bunny-skin." And mother
seemed as shocked as if father and I had spoken in church, instead
of just as we came out. And she said: "It is a B.A. hood." Possibly
she thinks "baa" is spelled with only one "a." Anyway father and I
felt it best to let the subject drop.'"
Nurse Rosemary laughed. "How exactly like Dicky," she said. "I could
hear his grave little voice, and almost see him pull down his small
waistcoat!"
"Why, do you know the little chap?" asked Garth.
"Yes," replied Nurse Rosemary; "I have stayed with them. Talking to
Dicky is an education; and Baby Blossom is a sweet romp. Here comes
Simpson. How quickly the evening has flown. Then may I be off on
Thursday?"
"I am helpless," said Garth.
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