"Mebbe not. It's the way I behave though."
"So my wishes count for nothing?"
The old lady looked so hurt as well as so angry that Peg softened and hastened to try and make it up with her aunt:
"Sure yer wishes DO count with me, aunt. Indade they do."
"Don't say INDADE. There is no such word. Indeed!" corrected Mrs. Chichester.
"I beg your pardon, aunt. INDEED they do."
"Look at your dress!" suddenly cried Mrs. Chichester as she caught sight of the marks of "MICHAEL'S" playfulness.
Peg looked at the stains demurely and said cheerfully "'MICHAEL' did that. Sure they'll come off."
Mrs. Chichester looked at the flushed face of the young girl, at the mass of curly hair that had been carefully dressed by Bennett for dinner and was now hovering around her eyes untidily. The old lady straightened it:
"Can you not keep your hair out of your eyes? What do you think will become of you?"