‘Jolly, jolly, scrumptious!’ cried Fergus.
‘Oh! Fergus, mamma doesn’t like slang words. Jasper doesn’t say them.’
‘Not at home, but men say what they like at school, and the ‘bus was scrumptious and splendiferous!’
‘I’m sure it wasn’t,’ said Valetta; ‘I can’t bear being boxed up with horrid rude boys.’
‘Because you are only a girl!’
‘Now, Gill, they shot with—’
‘Val, if you tell—’
‘Telling Gill isn’t telling. Is it, Gill?’
She assented.
‘They did, Gill. They shot at us with pea-shooters,’ sighed the girl.