Do you think they ever sing nonsense, mother ?" "I daresay they've got their own sort of it," answered his mother, "else they wouldn't be like other people." She was thinking more of her twenty-one shillings and sixpence, and of the nice dinner she would get for her sick husband next day, than of the angels and their nonsense, when she said it.

But Diamond found her answer all right.
"Yes, to be sure," he replied.

"They wouldn't be like other people if they hadn't their nonsense sometimes.

But it must be very pretty nonsense, and not like that silly hey diddle diddle! the cat and the fiddle! I wish I could get it out of my head.

I wonder what the angels' nonsense is like.