M. But I could soon find out. I should look inside and see what it was about.
T. Oh, I say, Maggie, we must keep quiet here, you know. If we break anything, we’ll have to cry peccavi.
M. What’s that?
T. It’s the Latin for a good scolding.
M. Is your Mrs. Stelling a cross woman, Tom?
T. I believe you!
M. I think all women are crosser than men. Aunt Glegg’s a great deal crosser than Uncle Glegg, and mother scolds me more than father does.
T. Well, you’ll be a woman some day, so you needn’t talk.
M. But I shall be a clever woman, Tom.