You were whispering and laughing together on the sofa last night, and you stopped when I came in.

Aren't you going with him ?" "Yes, we are.

Now do be still, and stop bothering." Amy held her tongue, but used her eyes, and saw Meg slip a fan into her pocket.
"I know! I know! You're going to the theater to see the _Seven Castles!_" she cried, adding resolutely, "and I shall go, for Mother said I might see it, and I've got my rag money, and it was mean not to tell me in time." "Just listen to me a minute, and be a good child," said Meg soothingly.
"Mother doesn't wish you to go this week, because your eyes are not well enough yet to bear the light of this fairy piece.

Next week you can go with Beth and Hannah, and have a nice time." "I don't like that half as well as going with you and Laurie.

Please let me.