"What should he do that for ?" "I don't know," said Red, more dejected.

"It's"-- a little pause--"it's the sort of thing they do." Sophia drew in her breath with an effort not to laugh, and managed to sigh instead.

"I think you are the silliest girls of your age!" "Well, I don't care," cried Blue, falling from bashfulness into a pout, and from a pout into tears.

"I _don't_ care, so now.

I think he was much nicer--much nicer than--" She sat upon a chair and kicked her little toes upon the ground.