“But, Dotty—”
“O, you needn’t say Dotty to me!”
“But I never.”
“Yes, you did, for I know! And I’ll tell my father the minute I see him! He won’t ’low little girls to steal the screw-up pencils that people give me on the Christmas tree.”
“O, do hear me, Dotty!”
“Yes, I hear; only you tell what isn’t true, and the more you don’t talk, the better you’ll feel!”
“O, dear! O, dear!”
“Do you feel sorry, then, Miss Rosenbug?”
“No, I’m sure I don’t, Miss Dimple! Why should I be sorry, when I never did a thing?”