But the idea of Gertrude wanting to make out that she isn't considered is nothing but sentimentality, and vanity, and nonsense." "You are exceedingly rude, Miss Carpenter," said Gertrude.
"My manners are as good as yours, and perhaps better," retorted Jane.
"My family is as good, anyhow." "Children, children," said Agatha, admonitorily, "do not forget that you are sworn friends." "We didn't swear," said Jane.

"We were to have been three sworn friends, and Gertrude and I were willing, but you wouldn't swear, and so the bargain was cried off." "Just so," said Agatha; "and the result is that I spend all my time in keeping peace between you.

And now, to go back to our subject, may I ask whether it has ever occurred to you that no one ever considers me ?" "I suppose you think that very funny.

You take good care to make yourself considered," sneered Jane.
"You cannot say that I do not consider you," said Gertrude reproachfully.
"Not when I tickle you, dear." "I consider you, and I am not ticklesome," said Jane tenderly.
"Indeed! Let me try," said Agatha, slipping her arm about Jane's ample waist, and eliciting a piercing combination of laugh and scream from her.
"Sh--sh," whispered Gertrude quickly.

"Don't you see the Lady Abbess ?" Miss Wilson had just entered the room.