But Tiny just joggled, and pretended don't-care-damb some more.
Then Baby peeped; and her handkerchief was at her mouth; and she said in a wee voice,
"Back for tea, Tiny?"
So Tiny answered,
"Dunno," and joggled down the path.
Then Baby gasped,
"Hope you will, Tiny-boy!" And she shut the door and ran, because she was taken blubby bad.
And when Tiny heard that, he could not bear it any more, for you can't if they keep on at it; and he thought,
"You are a darling! I am a cad."
And he stopped, and turned, and went back to the door as though he had his seven league boots on, to say sorry I'm a cad, which he truly was.