“We’ll take him downstairs just as soon as we get dressed,” she declared. “Wags hasn’t done any harm. Please don’t get so excited about it!”
“I’ll show you who’s excited!” Cora muttered.
She had completely lost control of her temper and as Kitty rolled out on the opposite side of the bed, she made another dive for Wags. By this time Doris had lost all patience.
“Don’t you dare touch my dog!” she said quietly. “If you do, I’ll call the Misses Gates!”
The mention of the old ladies produced a surprising effect upon Cora. For the moment she seemed to forget about the dog and her resentment was turned upon Doris and Kitty.
“So you’re trying to get me in trouble, eh?” she demanded harshly.
“No, of course not,” Doris tried to explain. “We’ll not say anything to the Misses Gates, if you’ll go away and leave us alone. We didn’t mean to do any harm and we’re sorry we brought Wags up here, since it has caused you so much worry.”
Cora cast baleful glances upon the girls.
“Had to come here interfering—” they heard her mutter wrathfully to herself.
“What did you say?” Doris asked.