E. Nesbit,
Daphne in Fitzroy Street — VI …
(1909)
“ And I can’t leave you here alone.”“Yes, you can,” said Doris, eagerly. “I’ll play at being a mouse—not a dor one. I’ll be as good as anything. You go, my Daffy-down-dilly, my lovally lily, and get the boxes. Only go now, so as you get back before dark.”And Daphne went, though with some misgivings. The trains were tiresome, the hour late, and the soft summer twilight was thick in the streets, where already the lamps were lighted, when the cabman, staggering under the biggest of the boxes, went before Daphne up the stairs to the trap door. ”
