I would not have a little girl feel as she felt then for all the world. Her heart was full of envy and wickedness. To gratify her ill feeling she had thrust the scissors into the eyes of the doll. She knew how badly her sister would feel, but she did not care for this. Now Lady Jane was the best doll, and she did not care for any thing else.
She staid in the room but a few moments. Closing the drawer, she hastened down stairs, and took a seat by the fire. She tried to look as though nothing had happened; but she was sour and sullen, for she felt that she had done a very naughty act.
"Come, Katy; let us go up stairs, and play with the dollies again," said Nellie, when she had got through with her supper.
"I don't want to," replied she, without even looking at her sister.
"I tell you I don't want to," snarled she.
"You can bring your dolly down stairs, and play with her here, Nellie," said her mother.
"May I, mother?"
"You may—take a light with you."
"I don't want any light, mother; I can find her just as well in the dark;" and away she ran to get the doll.