“And do you think she’ll be any sweeter-natured if we sympathise with her for feeling bad?”
“Well, maybe; you never can tell.”
“I think it’s a grand scheme!” declared Dotty. “She’s an old fuss anyway. She found fault with my examples because I didn’t take a separate sheet of paper for each one. I’d just as lieve, only I didn’t know she wanted me to.”
“How’s your house comin’ on, Dot?” sang out Lollie Henry.
“Perfectly great! It’ll be done by Hallowe’en, and maybe we won’t have one rollicking good time!”
“Won’t we just! You want to look out, you know Hallowe’en is the time for tricks, and I dunno what the boys will get off.”
“Not in our new house! If anybody takes our doors off of their hinges or does anything mean, I won’t stand it, that’s all!” and Dotty shook her curly black head and her dark eyes sparkled with anger at the thought of such desecration.
“Well, look out, that’s all,” said Lollie, teasingly, and then the bell called them to the schoolroom.
Soon after they all trooped to a classroom for the Geometry lesson. As he passed the teacher’s desk, Tod Brown tripped against her platform, and nearly fell over on it.
“What a clumsy boy!” exclaimed Miss Partland, frowning, and indeed the stumble was an awkward one. Small wonder, as it was done entirely on purpose!