“Aw, gee!” I said. “What do I have to go over there for?”
It made me sick, because Aunt Nell is always trying to do right by me when I'm over there and combing my hair and making me wash my feet before I go to bed and everything. So I said:
“Aw, gee! I don't want to!”
My mother went right on taking clothes out of my bureau.
“I'm going to tell you something, Georgie, and then perhaps you will be more reasonable. You and Lucy are going to Aunt Nell's because there is a little new baby coming here. Now, will you be a good boy and say nothing more?”
“Yes'm,” I said, and I got out of the room pretty quick. I tiptoed down the stairs and stood at the bottom. I didn't know whether to go out or not. Bony and Swatty were out there now, and Mamie Little and Scratch-Cat, and I didn't know how I would dare talk to them. I sort of felt like they would see it in my face. If they did I would feel so mean I'd die.
I guess you know how a fellow feels about it. Any fellow would almost rather go to jail than have a baby come to his house. The fellows yell at him, “Aw, Georgie, you got a baby at your house.” And he knows it is so and he can't tell them they're liars.
But just then my mother came out of my room and said: “Georgie!”
So I got out of the front door in a hurry. I was afraid she was going to say something about it again. Women don't know any better; they'll say anything right out and think it is all right and don't care how a fellow feels sick to hear it. So I skipped. I went down to the front gate, and Swatty and Bony and Mamie Little and Scratch-Cat were there. Bony was off to one side, looking sick, and Swatty was “Awing” at Mamie Little about something, but I felt too mean and cheap to “Aw!” back at him, like I ought to have done. I let him “Aw!” I got as far away from Mamie Little as I could and went over and sat by Bony and Scratch-Cat.
Well, all at once I guessed maybe I knew what was the matter with Bony, because I felt just like the way he had been acting. So I said: