what will the child have? There 's another difficulty. I suppose she will eat things I never had to order before!"
"Why?" put in Bobby.
"Bobs, you can go to the nursery," remarked his father without looking at him.
Bobby went, lingeringly, feeling it hard to be banished from the family councils. He was by no means a stupid child, but he had not managed to learn that his incessant asking "why" had something to do with his being sent so much to the nursery.
He was crying when he reached that apartment now, and Nurse looked at him disapprovingly.
"I should think you 'd be ashamed!" she said.
"Well, I are n't," replied Bobby with some spirit; "I did n't do anything!"
"What 's the matter, then?" asked Nurse. "Have you swallowed something the wrong way?"
"No!" shouted Bobby in deep disgust.
