"All right, Jean, but you haven't told me what you said to Janet."
"Jan! I soon settled her! I just says to her says Aw: 'Wha stailt the plums that mither brocht hame on Saturday nicht?'"
"And did Jan steal the plums?" I asked.
"She did that!"
"And you never touched them?"
"No the plums," she said frankly; "Aw wasna sic a thief as that. Aw only took a wee corner o' the fig toffee."
I scratched my head thoughtfully.
"This is a bonny racket, girls. I don't know what to make of it. I think you'll better make it up."
"Never!" cried Jean stoutly. "Ellen and Gladys and me's never to speak to them again; are'n we no, Ellen?"
"Never!" cried Ellen.