"My dear children," she said, in a tone of vexation, "why are you not dressed alike? On your uncle's birthday too."
The little girls' faces fell.
"Oh, auntie," said Rosy, "it's all my fault, but I meant to please Paula, by putting on the blue."
"And I meant to please Rosy," said Paula, "by wearing the pink."
And then the whole story was explained to their aunt, who could not help smiling at the odd result of their wish to make up their quarrel.
"Change your frocks," she said, "while we're at dinner, so that you may be the same at dessert, that will put it all right."
She made rather a mistake, for of course only one frock needed to be changed; which it was I cannot tell you. I only know that they came into dessert and took their place one on each side of their uncle, dressed alike—in blue or pink!
Transcriber's Notes:
Inconsistent and archaic spelling and punctuation retained.