“don’t let’s get it out.”
“No, I won’t,” said the maligned young person, entering.
“Where’s the tubs and the bucket?—le’s play, I’m Jane. An’ I must have the mangle, Dolly.”
Phyl and Dolly sighed. They had their own particular ways of turning the garments inside out, and soaking and rinsing them; they knew just what things were worn then and needed gentle rubbing; it was a real hardship to remember their mother’s words and let the careless little one in to help.
“It’s a very small wash this week,” Phyl said; “I don’t think I shall put even Suey’s pinafores in.”
“When you look at them, the sheets and pillow-cases aren’t so very dirty,” Dolly said.
“‘I tell you it’s only a small wash this week,’ Phyl said.”
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]They gave Weenie two or three print frocks and a heap of under-linen.