"What! What!" cried Mrs. Goodriche; "ate the moon? Are you sure, Bessy?"
"'What! What!' cried Mrs. Goodriche."—[Page 305].
"Yes, it is here," replied Bessy; "the real moon out of the sky—these are the very words."
"Nonsense!" said Mrs. Goodriche; "dear child, you are reading nonsense; don't you perceive it?"
"I don't know," replied Bessy, gaping; "I was not attending—what is it?"
"Don't you know what you have been reading?" asked Mrs. Goodriche.
"To be sure I do," answered Bessy, "or how could I have told the words right?"
"But the sense?" asked Mrs. Goodriche.