"Forever and always?"
"Yes."
"Well," said Flaxie, puckering up her lips, "I ain't a-goin' to tell it; so now what'll he fink?"
Mrs. Gray tried not to smile when Flaxie said such strange things about God; but this time Ninny laughed aloud.
"Now, Ninny, you needn't laugh to me," said Flaxie. "I'm going to be mad with you a whole week."
"What for?"
"'Cause you won't make Pep'mint Drop no boots, and that's because."
"Seems to me you scold very hard at your sister," said Grandma Pressy. "I think she is a very good sister."
Ninny was standing by the sink at that very moment, washing Peppermint Drop's stockings in a pint dipper; and Flaxie was beside her, cutting soap.