Sylvie and Bruno . &£W^^^. Sylvie (I found out her name afterwards/had knelt down, just as I was doing, to helpthe Beetle ; but it needed more than a littlestick for /ie7 to get it on its legs again ; it wasas much as she could do, with both arms, toroll the heavy thing over; and all the whileshe was talking to it, half scolding and halfcomfortinof, as a nurse miofht do with a childthat had fallen down. o 194 SYLVIE AND BRUNO. There, there! You neednt cry so much about it. Youre not killed yet though if you were, you couldnt cry, you know, andso its a general rule against crying, my dear!And h
Sylvie and Bruno . &£W^^^. Sylvie (I found out her name afterwards/had knelt down, just as I was doing, to helpthe Beetle ; but it needed more than a littlestick for /ie7 to get it on its legs again ; it wasas much as she could do, with both arms, toroll the heavy thing over; and all the whileshe was talking to it, half scolding and halfcomfortinof, as a nurse miofht do with a childthat had fallen down. o 194 SYLVIE AND BRUNO. There, there! You neednt cry so much about it. Youre not killed yet though if you were, you couldnt cry, you know, andso its a general rule against crying, my dear!And how did you come to tumble over ? jJ But I can see well enough how it was 1 neednt ask you that walking over sand-pits with your chin in the air, as usual. Of courseif you go among sand-pits like that, you mustexpect to tumble. You should look. The Beetle murmured something that soundedlike I did look, and Sylvie went on again. But I know you didnt ! You never do ! You always walk with your chin up youre so dreadfully conce
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