“I dast,” says Squint.
“You dastn't,” says Freckles.
Squint made a little push at it. Freckles dodged, and it fell off. “There,” says Squint, “I knocked it off.”
“You didn't; it fell off.”
“Did.”
“Didn't neither.”
“Did teether. Just put it on again, and see if I don't dast to knock it off.”
“I don't have to put it on again, and you ain't big enough to make me do it,” says Freckles.
“I can too make you.”
“Can't.”