"'Cause it's cold. If I'm going to make my nose flatter'n yours I have to warm it a little. The glass is cold!"
"Yes, it is a little cold," agreed Sue. "Well, go ahead now; let's see you flat your nose!"
Bunny took a long breath. He then pressed his nose so hard against the glass that tears came into his eyes. But he didn't want Sue to see them. And he wouldn't admit that he was crying, which he really wasn't doing.
"Look at me now! Look at me!" cried Bunny, talking as though he had a very bad cold in his head.
Sue took a look.
"Yes, it is flat!" she agreed. "But I can flatter mine more'n that! You watch me!"
Sue ran to her window. She made up her mind to beat her brother at this game. Closing her teeth firmly, as she always did when she was going to jump rope more times than some other girl, Sue fairly banged her nose against the window pane.
Her little nose certainly flattened out, but whether more so than Bunny's was never discovered. For Sue banged herself harder than she had meant to, and a moment later she gave a cry of pain, turned away from the window, and burst into tears.
"What's the matter?" asked Mrs. Brown, hurrying in from the next room: "Who's hurt?"
Sue was crying so hard that she could not answer, and Bunny was too surprised to say anything for the moment. Mrs. Brown looked at the two children. She saw Sue holding her nose in one hand, while Bunny's nose was turning from white to red as the blood came back into it.