“But I got that away from you, sir,” said Ben; “we’d had enough cuts for that day.”
“And I showed them my thumb,” said Phronsie with an important air.
“Yes, and Polly took off the handkerchief; but she wouldn’t let us peek under the court-plaster,” said David.
“Well, I guess not,” said Polly.
“And then she told us lots and lots of stories,” said Joel.
“Oh! will you tell them to us, Polly Pepper, when you get through about Phronsie’s new shoes?” begged the Whitney boys all together.
“Oh! not to-day,” said Polly. “I will some other time, maybe.”
“They’ve got to be lots and lots of them,” declared all three together.
“Well, do let Polly finish this one first,” cried Jasper. “Father, can’t you stop these chaps from interrupting her every minute,” appealing to old Mr. King.