"Now, Vulcan, darling, you are going to sit down in this nice large basket-chair, Nursey's chair, you know, and I'm going to change you into such a dear old woman.

You can't have a nursery, you know, without a nurse, and you're going to be our nurse.

Mind him, Turly, until I get a few things.

Here is Nurse Nancy's gown, not her best stuff, nor her clean cotton, but the cotton she had on yesterday morning.
And here's her cap, the one she has put away for the wash, and yet it's nice enough.

Now sit up, Vulcan, and let me dress you!" "You are taking away two of his legs again, and he won't like it," said Turly.
"Oh! he won't care now, because he is sitting.