Shall I help Ann clean the fish ?" "No; go and make yourself tidy.

Your hands are dirty, your apron soiled, and your hair looks as if it hadn't been combed for a week." Mrs.Scrimp's face was gathering blackness as she scanned the figure of the young delinquent from head to foot, spying out all that was amiss with it.
"I will," said Lulu, moving toward the door with cheerful alacrity.

"Oh, I forgot!" and rushing into the hall, she came back the next minute bringing her basket of treasures.
"See, Aunt Beulah, I've brought you lots of lovely leaves; you know you said you wanted some to make a wreath; and here are mosses, and grapes, and hazel-nuts." "Why you have made good use of your time," Mrs.Scrimp said, now entirely mollified.

"Bring your basket into the sitting-room, where Gracie is; and we'll look over its contents." Max was less fortunate to-day than his sister.

His custodian was on the look-out for him, cowhide in hand, and seizing him roughly, as he entered the gate, with a fierce, "I'll teach you to disobey orders another time, you young vagabond! I told you to come home at noon, and you're over two hours behind time!" began to administer an unmerciful flogging.
"Stop!" cried Max, trying to dodge the blows.