"Lawks! what have you been a-doing?
I never _see_ such a fright!" "Don't, Kezia," said Maggie, angrily.

"Go away!" "But I tell you you're to come down, Miss, this minute; your mother says so," said Kezia, going up to Maggie and taking her by the hand to raise her from the floor.
"Get away, Kezia; I don't want any dinner," said Maggie, resisting Kezia's arm.

"I sha'n't come." "Oh, well, I can't stay.

I've got to wait at dinner," said Kezia, going out again.
"Maggie, you little silly," said Tom, peeping into the room ten minutes after, "why don't you come and have your dinner?
There's lots o' goodies, and mother says you're to come.

What are you crying for, you little spooney ?" Oh, it was dreadful! Tom was so hard and unconcerned; if _he_ had been crying on the floor, Maggie would have cried too.