"I sha'n't! I sha'n't!" she kept saying every now and again, with a shake of her short, sturdy self.
"Judiet, come here!" called her mother from the kitchen, where she was making a pie for dinner. "Why, what's the matter, child?" she added, as she saw the very evident traces of displeasure on her little daughter's face.
"It's Tom, and I'll never forgive him!" she cried.
"Hush! hush! you mustn't say that, Judy. What has Tom been doing?"
"He's gone off playing, and he wouldn't let me go with him, and Daisy's gone with her brother."
"But perhaps Tom has gone some place where it would be too far for you to walk," said Mrs. Tewsbury, as she sliced the apples into the dish.
"He's only gone to watch the boys fly their kites, and he said I should stay home and play with my dolls. But I sha'n't!"
"Well, Judy, I want you to go to the store for me, and then, when you come back, we'll talk about Tom. There, run along now. Get the basket and bring me two pounds of sugar."
Judy started on her errand, her little heart very sore against the brother who rarely found time to make things pleasant for his sister. Tom always had something he wanted to do when Judy asked him to help her. He had felt a little prick as he went off that morning, when he remembered that George Brown had promised to take his sister with him to the top of the hill. "Oh, Judy couldn't walk so far!" he tried to comfort himself by saying. "I'll take her to some other place another day." But Master Tom knew he was making a promise to himself that he was not likely to keep.
And so Judy went to the store, and by the time she returned home she did not feel quite so angry with Tom. Perhaps her mother hoped this would be the case when she sent her little daughter. It is always well to wait and think when one feels angry, before saying things that afterward one will be sorry for having spoken.