I must politely ask Spunk to desist." "But he won't!" laughed Billy.

"Never mind; we will take it some day when he's asleep.

Let's not paint any more, anyhow.

I've come to see your rooms." And she sprang blithely to her feet.

"Dear, dear, what a lot of faces!--and all girls, too! How funny! Why don't you paint other things?
Still, they are rather nice." "Thank you," accepted Bertram; dryly.
Bertram did not paint any more that afternoon.