Mrs. L. My dear child! How wrong to say such a thing of your cousin.
Lucy. But, mother, you always say I'm to tell the truth. So as she is boring, I must say so.
Mrs. L. It's wrong to be bored by people who are good. Kitty is so tidy, so careful about everything: so unlike you. You're so heedless I can't even send you to the village shop for me.
Lucy. Oh, mother do let me go to the shop for you. I'm sure I could.
Mrs. L. I do want two pennorth of pepper, but I can't trust you to get it. I'm sure you would lose the pennies.
Lucy. No, no. I would hold them tightly in my hand. You see, I haven't a pocket in this frock. That's one reason why I lose things.
Mrs. L. That is true, and I have made you a nice little pocket to tie on, in hopes it will make you more careful.
Lucy. Oh, mother, what a darling pocket, and what a pretty binding!
Mrs. L. Yes, I've just sewn it on.
[Lucy ties it on round her waist.