"Wasn't it splendid ?" Her little purse was in her hand in a moment.

"Here is all I've got!" and she flung its contents of shillings, sixpences, and coppers among the dancing youngsters, who scrambled and wrangled for them, and finally disappeared in a headlong scamper down the avenue.
By this time Turly had got down from the car, disdaining the assistance of the women who came to moan over him.
"It's well you didn't kill your brother, Miss Terry," said Nurse Nancy severely, "and your gran'ma is anxious to know whereabouts on the road you murdhered Misther Lally." Terry stared at her with her big blue eyes, and then burst out laughing.
"Oh, you dear, funny old Nurse!" she said; "I'm sure Granny never thought of such a thing.

Why, here is Lally, dear old slowcoach! Got off to pick me some moss, and got left behind.

And to think that Turly didn't know how to hold on to a car! But please take me to Gran'ma, Nursey dear, I do so want to see her!" Granny was sitting very erect in her chair, with a face that was intended to be severe, but was only sad and frightened.

The door opened and Nurse Nancy appeared with the children.