“Why, Carrie Sherwood!” exclaimed Jessie.
“Jessie Carlton!”
“Come in and sit down,” said Jessie.
Carrie stepped in but did not sit down. “I’ve come,” she said, “to invite you and your cousins to spend the afternoon, and to take tea at our house. Ma says that since no harm came to Charlie from his ducking, she would like to have you come as you meant to do before he fell into the brook.”
“I can’t go with you till nearly tea-time,” replied Jessie.
“Why not?”
“Because I can’t.”
“But why can’t you?”
“Because I’ve resolved to sew on this quilt until tea-time,” said Jessie; and pointing to the paper she added, “see! there is my resolution.”
Carrie read the paper and laughed. “Well, you are a queer girl, Jessie Carlton. You tie yourself up with a resolution nobody asks you to make, and then say you can’t move.”