"Of course you wouldn't have!" I just kissed her over and over for joy; I was so glad my heart hurt for father and mother.

Shame had not come to them! "Now, I guess I'll run to the house and get a comb," I told her.
"Go on," said Shelley.

"I know you are tired." "I'm not in the least," I said.

"Don't you remember I always use a comb when I fuss with your hair ?" "It is better," said Shelley.

"Go get one." As I got up to start I took a last look at her, and there was something in her face that I couldn't bear.