And she took the consequences on both cheeks.
Jessica: Oh! Oh, if I had guessed you meant that, do you suppose for a moment that I would have—?
Martin: You dishonest dear.
Jessica: I don't know what you mean.
Martin: How crooked girls throw!
She boxed his ears heartily and ran to her comrades. When she was perfectly safe she turned round and put out her tongue at him.
Then they both lay down and went to sleep.
Martin was wakened by water squeezed on his eyelids. He looked up and saw Joscelyn wringing out her little handkerchief in the pannikin.
"Let us have no nonsense this morning," said she.
"I like that!" mumbled Martin. "What's this but nonsense?" He sat up, drying his face on his sleeve. "What a silly trick," he said.