Can't you see how it made her look and feel ?" "I didn't notice how she looked, but from the way she hit me, you could tell she felt bad enough." "She surely did," said Laddie, kissing my cheek softly.

"Poor little woman! What a world of things you have to learn!" "Shouldn't I have told her how mistaken she was ?" "If you had gone to her alone, at recess or noon, or to-night, probably she would have thanked you.

Then she could have corrected herself at some convenient time and kept her dignity." "Must I ask her pardon ?" "What you should do, is to put yourself in Miss Amelia's place and try to understand how she felt.

Then if you think you wouldn't have liked any one to do to you what you did to her, you'll know." I hugged Laddie tight and thought fast--there was no need to think long to see how it was.
"I got to tell her I was wrong," I said.

"Now let's go to the Enchanted Wood and see if we can find the Queen's daughter." "All right!" said Laddie.
He leaped the fence, swung me over, and started toward the pawpaw thicket.