“Well, you are the greatest one. I should think after all she has done that you would want to keep as far away from her as possible.”
“Well,” said Edna. “I said I was going to be nice to her if ever I had the chance and I had the chance.”
“If you are going with her, I can tell you that all the girls will turn their backs on you.”
“I didn’t say I was going with her all the time, but I don’t see why I can’t speak to her if I want to.”
“Oh, I suppose you can speak, but I shouldn’t do much more than that.”
Edna made no reply. She had her own ideas of what she meant to do.
“Where is your paper-doll?” asked Dorothy, “I want to show it to Agnes.”
“I haven’t it with me,” returned Edna a little confusedly.
“You had it when we went down to recess. Is it in your desk? Go on and get it, that is a dear. Agnes wants to see it.”
“It isn’t in my desk. I haven’t it,” returned Edna bluntly.