"Wash my face, Ruth," requested Anna-Margaret at the pump.
"Who laced up your shoes?" asked Edith suspiciously.
"I did." Anna-Margaret said it so easily that it startled herself.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I am going to ask Mother."
"Hold still, will you, and let me wash your face," commanded Ruth.
As soon as she was free, away went Anna-Margaret back to the house.
"Muvver, Muvver," cried Anna-Margaret almost breathless as she entered the big kitchen, "tell Edith I laced up my shoes, tell 'er, Muvver, will yo', Muvver?"
Mother stopped her work at the breakfast table. "Anna-Margaret, I could not do that because you didn't."
"But tell 'er I did, won't you, Muvver," she pleaded.
"Anna-Margaret, I can't do that because I would be telling a lie. Don't I whip Ruth and Edith for telling lies?"