Shake." He reached out a red-jerseyed arm and Bobbie squeezed his hand.
"I won't shake it," she explained, "because it would shake YOU, and that would shake your poor leg, and that would hurt.

Have you got a hanky ?" "I don't expect I have." He felt in his pocket.

"Yes, I have.

What for ?" She took it and wetted it with milk and put it on his forehead.
"That's jolly," he said; "what is it ?" "Milk," said Bobbie.

"We haven't any water--" "You're a jolly good little nurse," said Jim.
"I do it for Mother sometimes," said Bobbie--"not milk, of course, but scent, or vinegar and water.