“Now you muth play with me.”
William allowed his cold glance to rest upon her.
“I don’t play little girls’ games,” he said scathingly. But Violet Elizabeth did not appear to be scathed.
“Don’ you know any little girlth?” she said pityingly. “I’ll teach you little girlth gameth,” she added pleasantly.
“I don’t want to,” said William, “I don’t like them. I don’t like little girls’ games. I don’t want to know ’em.”
Violet Elizabeth gazed at him open-mouthed.
“Don’t you like little girlth?” she said.
“Me?” said William with superior dignity. “Me? I don’t know anything about ’em. Don’t want to.”
“D-don’t you like me?” quavered Violet Elizabeth in incredulous amazement. William looked at her. Her blue eyes filled slowly with tears, her lips quivered.
“I like you,” she said. “Don’t you like me?”