"Well, if that isn't a joke! It's the funniest thing I ever heard of!" Putting the pitcher on the floor and clasping her hands to her sides, she laughed until she had to lean against the wall.
"It's moah bad mannahs than a joke!" retorted Lloyd, angered more by the laugh than she had been by the wetting.

"A girl as old as you oughtn't to go travellin' till you know how to behave yo'self in a hotel.

I don't wondah that wherevah you go people say, 'Oh, those dreadful American children!'" "It isn't so! They don't say it!" snapped Fidelia.

"I've got just as good manners as you have, anyhow, and I'll throw this whole pitcher of water on you if you say another word." She caught it up threateningly.
"You just _dare!_" cried the Little Colonel, her eyes flashing and her cheeks flushing.

Not for years had she been so angry.