"Oh, dear," said Polly, "I know you won't like it, but I don't want to do that."
She saw Gwen's eyes snap, and knew that she was angry.
"I'll get my boat, and I'll let you sail it if you'd like to, in the brook," she said.
She did not enjoy her little guest, but she wished to be kind.
"I WOULDN'T like to," Gwen said, rudely, "sailing boats isn't lively. I guess as long as you don't want to play any jolly things I'll go home. I meant to shingle the cat's fur this morning, and I'll do that. I'm going to wet it sopping wet, part it in the middle from his head to his tail, and then shingle it all but his tail!"
CHAPTER XI
GWEN TELLS A STORY
Of course, Gwen told Inez that she had been up to Sherwood Hall and that she thought it very dull.
"I wouldn't care to have such a big, BIG house," she said, "'n I wouldn't want such a big garden."
It was a silly speech to make, because it was not true, and no one could believe it.