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Bee tried to follow it by doing her lessons as usual , and giving the same attention to them . But Rosy , with some of her old self-will , would not leave off talking about the promised treat . She was tiresome and careless at her lessons , and Miss Pink was not firm enough to check her . Morning , noon , and night , Rosy went on about the fete , most of all about the dresses , till Bee sometimes wished the birthday treat had never been thought of , or at least that Rosy had never been told of it . One morning when the children came down to see Mr. and Mrs. Vincent at their breakfast , which they often were allowed to do , though they still had their own breakfast earlier than the big people , in the nursery with Martha , Beata noticed that Rosy 's mother looked grave and rather troubled . Bee took no notice of it , however , except that when she kissed her , she said softly , `` Are you not quite well , auntie ? '' for so Rosy 's mother liked her to call her .