“LOVELY s’awl,” laughed the pleased dolly, when Mary Frances tried the little shawl on Mary Marie. “Nice warm st’etchy shawl,” as she wrapped it close over her shoulders. She meant stretchy, you know.
Mary Frances carried her into the sewing room, “to thank her kind friends who taught her mamma to make it,” which pleased them all very much.
When Mary Frances started to take the shawl off, Mary Marie cried, “’Oo tan’t hab my s’awl; I’ll be told,” so Mary Frances sat her on the table with the shawl around her, and gave her her doll to play with.
“Mary M’rie needs a nice ’ittle bonnet, to wear wif ’iss s’awl,” said Mary Marie, looking up after a minute. “Mary M’rie’s ears are told.”
“I will go get your little cap,” said Mary Frances, starting to go find it.