Hurry right along and get the shawl and hood.

Don't stand there lookin' at me." Elmira went out forlornly.
Mrs.Edwards began pinning the linen towel carefully over the bowl.
"Let Elmira stay an' eat her dinner.

I'd just as lives go.

Don't care if I don't ever have anythin' to eat," spoke up Jerome.
His mother flashed her black eyes round at him.

"Don't you be saucy, Jerome Edwards," said she, "or you'll go back to your spadin' without a mouthful! I told your sister she was goin', an' I don't want any words about it from either of you." When Elmira returned with her mother's red cashmere shawl pinned carefully over her childish shoulders, with her sharply pretty, hungry-eyed little face peering meekly out of the green gloom of the great pumpkin hood, Mrs.Edwards gave her orders.