Of course, this made them all laugh, and as Marjorie tied Kitty’s ribbon again in place, and Kitty tied hers, they debated what they should do.
“Let’s write a note and say we’re sorry, and stick it under her door,” said Midget.
This seemed a good plan, and they all agreed.
“You write it, King,” said Kitty. “’Cause you write the best of all of us.”
So King wrote, and they all suggested subject-matter for the effusion.
“Dear Miss Larkin:” the note began.
“Shall I say we’re sorry?” asked King.
“Oh, that sounds so silly,” objected Marjorie; “I mean so—so sensible, you know. Let’s say something to make her laugh.”
“Say this,” suggested Kitty: “Three miserable sinners crouched outside your door, await your pardon.”
“That’s fine,” said King, approvingly; “go on, Kit.”