At last she got up and walked along toward the house, swinging in her hand a small wooden shovel, which Albert had made for her to dig wells with in the sand on the margin of the brook.
"Mary Erskine!" said she, when she got to the door of the house, "didn't you hear me calling for you ?" "Yes," said Mary Erskine.
"Then why did not you come ?" said Mary Bell.
"Because I was disobedient," said Mary Erskine, "and now I suppose I must be punished." "Well," said Mary Bell.

The expression of dissatisfaction and reproof upon Mary Bell's countenance was changed immediately into one of surprise and pleasure, at the idea of Mary Erskine's being punished for disobeying _her_.

So she said, "Well.

And what shall your punishment be ?" "What did you want me for ?" asked Mary Erskine.
"I wanted you to see my oven." "Have you got an oven ?" asked Mary Erskine.
"Yes," said Mary Bell, "It is under a stump.

I have got some wood, and now I want some fire." "Very well," said Mary Erskine, "get your fire-pan." Mary Bell's fire-pan, was an old tin dipper with a long handle.