"Why?"
"Because, you see, we've been already; it would be troublesome to go twice."
"Why would it be troublesome? I want to play with those little boys again."
"They're not very little boys, you know. They're a great deal bigger than you are. Perhaps they don't care to play with little girls."
At this Herrick opened her tearful eyes wide, repeating in astonishment, "Not care to play wiv me? Why not?"
"Well, you see, boys don't always care for the same games that girls like."
"But they're nice boys."
"I'm glad to hear it; still, you know, even nice boys don't always care to play with little girls."
Herrick sighed deeply. It was a horrid suggestion, the more so that she felt secretly assured that the princess game had not been a wild success.
"I want to see the varlet again," she persisted.