“I’m tired of carrying this basket around,” Vevi announced as Connie joined her on deck. “I’m going to leave it in the cabin.”
“Mrs. Allison may not like it, Vevi.”
“Oh, she won’t mind. We aren’t hurting anything. Aren’t the seats grand?”
Vevi plumped herself down in one, bouncing up and down.
“Vevi, let’s get off,” Connie said anxiously. “We might damage something.”
“I’m not hurting this seat one bit.”
“I don’t like to be here unless Mrs. Allison says it’s all right.”
“We aren’t doing any harm,” Vevi insisted.
“I’m going to get off.”
“Oh, all right, so will I,” Vevi grumbled. “But first I’m going to put Snow White inside.”