“Why?”
“You’ve said that before.”
“And I shall probably say it again.”
Poor Aunt Elsie, thought Shan’t, she was feeling the heat—that is what makes people cross.
“Why?” she repeated—in order to find out if Aunt Elsie was really cross or only just pretending.
“Because I want to.”
“Suppose we went on saying ‘Why?’ forever—what d’you suppose would happen?”
Aunt Elsie didn’t answer, so Shan’t knew she was really cross. “I want Diana,” she said plaintively.
“We all want Diana,” answered Aunt Elsie snappily.
“Won’t she ever come?”