value of a compliment is not in its truthfulness, but in its being truth
to the one who speaks it."

"Say, youse won't let dem do nuttin' bad to me, will youse?" implored the
boy.

"They are only going to help you, Swot," the girl assured him, as she took
his hand.

"Den w'y do dey want to put me to sleep for?"

"To spare you suffering,"

"Dis oin't no knock-out drops, or dat sorter goime? Honest?"

"No. I won't let them do you any harm."

"Will youse watch dem all de time dey's doin' tings to me?"

"Yes. And if you'll be quiet and take it nicely, I'll bring you a present
to-morrow."

"Dat's grand! Wot'll youse guv me? Say, don't do dat," he protested, as
the nurse applied the sponge and cone to his face.

"Lie still, Swot," said Constance, soothingly, "and tell me what you would
best like me to give you. Shall it be a box of building-blocks--or some
soldiers--or a fire-engine--or--"

"Nah. Ise don't want nuttin' but one ting--an' dat's--wot wuz Ise