Don't go away, not just yet.

You'll have to be a mother to me to-night, Ida.

I almost feel I could go to sleep, if you held me like that." She closed her eyes, but only for a moment, then started up anxiously.
"What am I thinking about! Of course you want your tea." "No, no; indeed I don't, mother." "Nonsense; of course you do.

See, the kettle is on the bob, and I think it's full.

Go away; you make me hotter.