human
She was real mean to run and tell! I'll pay her for that--won't I, though?
gpt
very well; he was only putting a wicked scheme into his little brother's head
human
I don't care anything about their old tolly-blows--do you, Johnny? said Dotty.
gpt
Let's play 'I spy'--you and I.
human
No, you don't catch me playing high spy with such a cross party as you are, Dot Dimple.
gpt
I wish you'd stop calling me a 'cross party' the whole time, Johnny Eastman,
human
No, I won't be hung! I'm sure I won't be hung!
gpt
O, Dotty! what makes you act so? We've got a charade, 'Crisis.' Half of us are going to play it for the other half to guess. We only want to weigh you, with a yardstick through an old shawl; that's all. Come, let us pin you up; there's a goody girl.
human
I don't want to be a goody girl. I'm too big to be goody. If you want a baby to make believe with, why don't you take Flyaway? She's littler than me.
gpt
There, there! said Prudy, coming to the rescue,
human
I know I can squeal just like a rubber doll; but s'posin' they should let me fall off the yardstick--where'd I go to then?
gpt
O, but they wouldn't!
human
Of course they would, Prudy Parlin. And I should fall right into the tolly-blow--that's where I should fall to.
gpt
O, pshaw! exclaimed Percy, coming into the corner where his cousins stood;