"I don't know what Miss Wiggins would say if she should hear you talk. She'd have a fit."
"What did I say?" he asked, innocently.
"You said you'd put a head on them."
"So I would."
"Only it is a very inelegant expression, as Miss Wiggins says."
"If you don't like it, I won't say it any more."
"Oh! I don't care," said Bessie, laughing. "You needn't be afraid I'll have a fit. I ain't such a model of propriety as that. Perhaps I shall be some time, when I get to be a stiff old maid like Priscilla Wiggins."
"You won't be that."
"How do you know?" said Bessie, saucily.
"You don't look like it."