“No,” she said, “I don't want to. I want to go down and play with Mamie Little; we're playing paper dolls. We're having lots of fun.”
“Ho!” I said. “Paper dolls! They're no fun.”
“They are, too,” Lucy said. “And we've got to cut out Mamie's fathers. She's got a whole fashion plate full.”
“Where'd she get them?” I asked, because I guessed right away what fashion plate it was.
“Why, Toady Williams gave them to her,” Lucy said. “He got them out of the fire or somewhere and gave them to her. He's helping us cut them out.”
Gee! I felt sore!
III. THE “DIVORCE”
After I got out of bed and went back to school I fought Toady Williams a couple of times, but it wasn't much good because he wouldn't fight back. All the good it did was to make Mamie Little tell Lucy I was a mean, bad boy and that she would never speak to me again as long as she lived. Once I almost told her that it was me that got the father fashion plate out of the fire and that Toady Williams didn't do anything but pick it up out of the mud after I had got it for her, but I didn't tell her because then she would have thought I was sweet on her. That would have made me feel cheap.