human
Now, see here, Barbie Erskine, we want to tell you something. We're going to have Baby for queen this time, and not you, and that's all there is about it.
gpt
Roger, said the indignant Barbara,
human
Yes, we are. Mamma says we ought to take turns, and we never have. Nobody has ever had a turn except you, and you keep having yours all the time. We don't want the same queen always, and this year we've chosen Mary.
gpt
Roger Erskine! cried Barbara, hotly.
human
You're the rudest boy that ever was! Then she turned to the others.
gpt
Now listen to me, she said.
human
I've made all my plans for this year, and they're perfectly lovely. I won't tell you what they are, exactly, because it would spoil the surprise, but there's going to be an angel! An angel--with wings! What do you think of that? You'd be sorry if I gave it up, wouldn't you? Well, if one more word is said about Mary's being queen, I will give it up, and I won't help you a bit. Now you can choose.
gpt
I'm sure, Barbie-- but Reggy stopped her with,
human
Shut up, Eunice! Everybody in favor of Mary for queen, can hold up their hands,
gpt
It's a vote, cried Roger. Barbara glared at them all with helpless wrath; then she said, in a choked voice,
human
Oh, well! have your old picnic, then. I sha'n't come to it,