“I don’t know, mamma.”
“Of course you will ask Lina’s pardon for accusing her falsely.”
“Yes’m.”
“And after this I do hope my little girl will beware of hasty judgments.”
“Yes’m.”
Dotty was very eager to atone for her fault. The moment she saw Lina, she held up the pencil, exclaiming,—
“You didn’t take it, Lina Rosenbug; now I know you didn’t, for here it is; came out of my dress—and I’m sorry I said so.”
“There, there, I knew you’d find it,” said Lina, highly delighted.
“I shall be certain sure, next time, before I tell a person they did steal,” added Dotty, penitently. “Will you forgive me?”