"Boys aren't so easily killed," his sister said with a laugh. "Dawn has a thorough Irish upbringing. I'm not sure that it isn't better in the long end!"
"Dawn's father says that Ireland makes happy people, England makes plucky people and Scotland sanctimonious people! And Dawn is always happy, and I am always plucky, and Tina is always sanctimonious!"
"Mr. O'Flagherty didn't say that!" objected Christina.
"No, I say it," said Puggy.
Their elders were not listening to them. For the rest of the journey Christina and Puggy carried on an animated discussion upon the characteristics of the United Kingdom, but Christina was worsted, as she always was, and she subsided into silence after a parting shot:
"Anyhow you're not plucky when you beg me not to tell people what mischief you've been doing. If you were really plucky, you would tell yourself!"
[CHAPTER XV]
SUSY IN SERVICE
"DO put it on, dear Miss Bertha; we're longing to see you in it!"
Puggy and Christina were in Miss Bertha's tiny drawing-room. A bandbox was on the floor, and Miss Bertha stood before them, holding up the wonderful red bonnet in her hand.