"What much?"
"Why, just let Hester be Queen for a while."
"No, I don't. That wouldn't be any favor to you."
"Yes, it would. If I ask you, and you refuse, I'll think you're real unkind. And yet you say you like me!"
Marjorie had struck a right chord in the boy's heart. He didn't want Hester for Queen, but still less did he want to refuse Midget her earnest request.
"Oh, pshaw!" he said, digging his toe in the sand; "if you put it that way, I'll have to say yes. Don't put it that way, Midget."
"Yes, I will put it that way! And if you're my friend, you'll say yes, yourself, and then you'll help me to make the other boys say yes. Will you?"
"Yes, I s'pose so," said Tom, looking a little dubious.