“A plow!” exclaimed Emery Bag. “What a silly thing! What put that in your head?”
“What else has a share, I’d like to know? Little Miss said she’d ‘share it’—and I’ve heard of a plow-share—and so there! Rip-him-up! I say, Rip-him-up-the-back!”
“Oh, Thimble People!”
Scissors Shears gave a kick toward Emery Bag.
“For shame!” said Mary Frances. “Now be good, Scissors Shears; and all guess again.”
“Oh
lovely
beauty!”
“I give it up!” sighed Scissors Shears.