“But what do you mean?”
“I mane what I say—’tain’t worth it. Let’s get on with our breakfast now.”
“But won’t you be friends with me, Peggy? You see, we belong to the same school, we both belong to the Lower School, and there are so few of us in the Lower School that it would be horrible not to be friends. Besides, I mean to do you a great kindness.”
Peggy’s sapphire eyes fixed themselves on the black eyes of The Imp. “I’m wondering,” she said.
“What are you wondering about?”
“Oh niver ye mind.”
“Yes, but I would like to know.”
“Well, I’m wondering if you can do me a kindness.”
“I will tell you what I am going to do. Do you know who was my dearest friend in this school?”
“Ah, how can I tell? I neither can tell, an’ to be truthful wid ye, neither do I care. Ye can have any friends ye like as far as I am concerned.”