I never saw a little girl, that had a father named Judge, that would lie so one to another in all the days of my life." "Well," said Jennie, coolly, "if you've got done your preaching, I'll tell you what I said.

I said, 'What if I should;' so there! I didn't say I would, and I never meant to; and you may ask my father if I can get it off my finger without sawing the bone in two." "Indeed!" replied Dotty, poising her head backward with queenly dignity; "indeed!" "I didn't tell a story," said Jennie, uneasily.

"I should think any goosie might know people wouldn't give away jewels just for putting your foot out." "It's just as well," said Dotty, with extreme dignity; "just _precisely_ as well! I have one grandmamma who is a Quakeress, and she don't think much of little girls that wear rings.

Ahem!" Jennie felt rather uncomfortable.

She did not mind Dotty's anger, but her quiet contempt was another thing.
"I think likely I may go to Boston next week," said she; "and if I do, this is the last time we shall go strawberrying together this summer." "O, is it ?" said Dotty.
After this the two little creatures trudged on in silence till they reached Mr.Parlin's gate.