"Do you learn lessons?"
"Naw."
"Dear me, how dreadful!" said Beth. "You ought to be taught, you know. Would you like to be taught?"
"Ah should."
"Well, you come here every afternoon at two o'clock, and I'll teach you."
"Ah mon jest ass mother first," said Emily.
"Yes—I'd forgotten that," Beth rejoined. "Well, you come if she lets you."
Emily nodded, and was going on her errand, but stopped. "Did you ass yer own mother if you might?" she wanted to know.
"No, I didn't think of that either," Beth rejoined. "But I will."
"Will she let you?"