Don't you think so ?" I said "Yes," because if one does not say something, Adela never stops saying whatever it is she is saying, even if she has to say it two or three times over.
But I felt so cross and so selfish, that if Mother _could_ have known she _would_ have despised me! For the truth was, I had set my heart upon being the Weeding Woman.

I thought Adela would want to be the Queen, because of the blue dress, and the plumed hat, and the lace ruffles.

Besides, she likes picking flowers, but she never liked grubbing.

She would not really like the Weeding Woman's work; it was the bonnet that had caught her fancy, and I found it hard to smother the vexing thought that if I had gone on dressing the Weeding Woman of the Earthly Paradise like Bessy's aunt, instead of trying to make the story more interesting by inventing a marigold bonnet with yellow and white strings for her, I might have had the part I wished to play in our new game (which certainly was of my devising), and Adela would have been better pleased to be the Queen than to be anything else.
As it was, I knew that if I asked her she would give up the Weeding Woman.

Adela is very good, and she is very good-natured.