“Makes my neck ache, and face ache.”
Miss Parker was amused. She did not know what the child meant.
“Yes’m, I tried yesterday, and you didn’t like it—two hours—’most three.”
“Didn’t like it?”
“No’m; you said you’s ’stonished. I shook my head, and shook my head, and you told me to stop.”
“To be sure I did. But what had that to do with trying not to whisper?”
“O, ’cause I kept saying, ‘No, no, no,’ to Tate, and wouldn’t answer her.”
“Did she whisper to you?”
Dotty wanted to say, “Yes’m, awfully,” but checked herself.