"I can't help it if he is your cousin, he is always doing or saying something to stir up a fuss. I don't see why he likes to play with girls, anyhow. I should think he would much rather play with boys."
"There aren't any but very big boys or very little ones at the hotel," explained Edna.
"Then why doesn't he go play with Billy Potter?"
"Billy Potter, that stick?" Edna spoke in great contempt. "Why he is such a lump that he couldn't play with anyone."
[79] "Well, at least he wouldn't fuss with them. We were going to play dolls, this morning, and Louis will never do that."
"I'm going to play dolls, whatever Louis does or says," spoke up Jennie.
"So am I then," declared Dorothy. "What are you going to do, Edna?"
"I don't know," said Edna doubtfully. She dearly loved dolls, but she did not intend to desert Louis.
"Well, if you want to play with Louis you can," continued Dorothy; "but unless he will play with dolls he cannot come with us."
Edna turned slowly and went forward to meet Louis who had crossed the lawn and was nearly up to them. "Hallo," said he.