"Indeed, I won't. Take it off at once. Don't be so silly."
"I'm never cold. Do let me wear it, Nell." Sheila Pat laid her delicate little face wheedlingly against Nell's arm. "Do let me."
"I can't, asthore. You'd catch cold."
When the Atom indulged in her rare coaxing she was hard to resist.
"I'll put my coat on, too, Nell!"
But Nell was firm.
"No, Sheila Pat. And why do you want to wear it, anyway?"
"It's just a little longer than that one. Why, I show my knees in that, Nell!"
"What's it matter if you do, you goose?"
"I do not like showin' my knees. And I want pertickly to look grown-up to-day."