Frank began to whimper. This was not the effect she had intended to produce.
"Who told you to say that gibberish?" her father repeated angrily.
Frank stammered the answer.
"And he tooked her—" she began her account of the incident afterward.
"Oh, you awful little liar!" interrupted a chorus of Madigans.
And Frank laughed with them. How she would have completed the sentence, if she had been permitted, she herself did not know.
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Split threw herself with a bump against Miss Madigan's door. It remained unansweringly closed.
"Where's Aunt Anne?" she asked Sissy, whom she had nearly walked over as she sat playing jackstones in the hall.