“Why, no indeed! You mustn’t go ’way over the bridge.”
“Yes I mus’. ’Twon’t hurt me a tall!”
“But I can’t let you, Flaxie Frizzle; truly I can’t; so don’t ask me again.”
Flaxie’s lip curled as well as her nose.
“Poh! I haven’t got so good a sister as I fought I had. Laugh to me, Ninny, and get me my pretty new hat, or I’ll shut you up in the closet!”
Ninny did laugh, it was so funny to hear that speck of a child talk of punishing a big girl like her!
“Will you lem me go?” repeated Flaxie.
“No, indeed! What an idea!”040
“I’ve got fi-ive cents, Ninny. I’ll buy you anyfing what you want? Now lem me! ’Twon’t hurt me a tall!”
Ninny shook her head, and kept shaking it; and Flaxie began to push her toward the closet door.