“I dare say a little piece wouldn’t matter,” said Susie.

“O Susie,” said Amy, as she plodded breathlessly over the sand to the steps, “she called mother an old woman!”

“Well?” said Susie.

“She is the most young and the most beautiful lady I have ever seen,” said Amy, with flushed cheeks.

“Yes, of course,” said Susie.

“They seemed rather rude,” said Amy.

“It isn’t being rude, it’s being reckless.  Didn’t you hear them say so?”

“Aren’t they the same, Susie?”

“Not at all,” said Susie, with her nose in the air.  “It’s older to be reckless; it’s much easier to be rude.  But you mustn’t tell, Amy.”

“O Susie, I’ll try not,” said Amy; “but when mother asks me I don’t know what to do.”

“Well, you can hold your tongue,” said Susie sharply.

CHAPTER VI.

Susie felt a little excited next morning when she remembered the twins, and all the time she was digging moats and piling up sand castles she had one eye fixed on the active figures of her new friends, who, with bare legs and shrill voices, attracted a good deal of attention.  Once she tried timidly to “draw” nurse on the subject, but nurse was not responsive.

“Those are rather splendid children,” she said wistfully.

“Where?” said nurse, lifting a calculating eye from the heel of the stocking she was knitting, and looking vaguely round the horizon.

“There—­on the rock,” said Susie eagerly.  “Tom and I want to go on the rocks so much, and those children could help us; they are so very—­so very reckless.”

“So very rude,” said nurse dispassionately.

The very words Amy had used.  The angry blood flew into Susie’s face.

“I don’t know what you mean by rude,” she said obstinately.  “It’s very dull sitting here and making castles with babies; and Tom and I want to go on the rocks.”

“Well, your mamma will take you some day, when she feels better,” said nurse.  “She’s had a wearing time since she came.  No doubt it’s a trial to see other children, with no decent nurse to look after them, running wild and shouting like wild Indians; but I have my duty to you and your mamma, and you must just bear it as best you can.  You should take example by Miss Amy and be contented, and be glad to think you have Master Dick back with you again.”

“Mother always makes a fuss about Dick,” said Susie.

“Well,” said nurse, rising with difficulty and shaking the sand from her dress, “I’m going to take the little ones in, Miss Amy and all.  She can play with Master Dick whilst I get baby to sleep.  Perhaps you will help me, Miss Susie?”

Of course Susie would help; her face lightened at the thought!  All the jealous lines disappeared as if by magic.  Alick’s little hands felt like rose leaves on her face.  She forgot the twins, forgot to be cross, as she folded her arms tightly round him.  She had half a mind to go in with them and have a nice nursery game; but when she hesitated and looked back, she saw Tom waving impatiently, and it was difficult to say no.