She moved on, but when she came indoors and was met by her mamma and a handsome lady, her mamma's friend, who said: "Isn't she a pretty dear ?" and her mother said: "That's right, Nancy darling, been for your walk ?" she was, for an amazing moment, irritated with her beautiful mother.
III Once she was conscious of this desire to ask questions she had no more peace.

Although she was only five years of age, she had all the determination not "to give herself away" of a woman of forty.

She was not going to show that she wanted anything in the world, and yet she would have liked--A little wistfully she looked at her nurse.

But that good woman, carefully chosen by Mrs.Ross, was not the one to encourage questions.

She was as shining as a new brass nail, and a great deal harder.
The nursery was as neat as a pin, with a lovely bright rocking-horse upon which Nancy had never ridden; a pink doll's-house with every modern contrivance, whose doors had never been opened; a number of expensive dolls, which had never been disrobed.