Girl. I like to have it; I will put it on.
Mother. My dear! lay it down when you are bid to do so; do not wait to be made to do well.
Girl. I will not, mamma. Jane, I will be good. Pray may I look in this box?
Mother. You see it is shut now; you may see it by-and-by.
Girl. I will not hurt the lock.
Mother. You must not try.
Girl. May I play with your muff?
Mother. You may.
Girl. What is this made of?
Mother. Fur; and fur is skin with the hair on.