“And that's a capital A.”
“Sakes alive, the straight it's like the coupling of the cart-house.”
“And that's a B.”
“Gough bless me, d'ye say so? But the straight it's like the hoof of a bull, though.”
“And M A B spells Mab—Queen Mab,” said Kate, going on with her knitting.
Pete looked up at her with eyes wide open. “I suppose, now,” he said, in a voice of pride, “I suppose you're knowing all the big spells yourself, Kitty?”
“Not all. Sometimes I have to look in the dictionary,” said Kate.
She showed him the book and explained its uses.
“And is it taiching you to spell every word, Kitty?” he asked.
“Every ordinary word,” said Kate.