"Yes," he replied; "but what do you want the bow and arrow for?"
"To get my enemies shotted."
"Your enemies? What folly this is, Di. You have not got any enemies."
"Haven't I? I know better. I won't talk to you about it, 'Pollo."
"All right," replied Apollo; "you must tell me, or I won't help you."
"There, now!" said Diana, "you's got a howid fwown between your bwows. I don't like it; you's going to be obs'nate. I don't like obs'nate boys."
"I mean what I say," replied Apollo. "I know you of old, you monkey. You are up to mischief, and I insist upon hearing all about it."
Diana gazed at him solemnly.
"Does you like Aunt Jane?" she said, after a pause.
"I can't say that I do," replied Apollo.