O, auntie, if I had't found 'em, I was 'most afraid to tell you about it, because my father's so poor." "Child, child, you wouldn't have deceived me?
I could bear anything better than that.

And, Dotty, I don't believe it of you.

You would have told the truth." "Yes, auntie, I do guess I should.

It's better to eat fried pork than to act out a lie." What the truth had to do with eating fried pork, Aunt Madge could not imagine; but she assured Dotty she fully believed her when she promised not to meddle in future; and the child bounded down stairs with a heart like a bubble.
Fly had come up to go to bed.
"I've found sumpin," cried she, peeping into a basket behind the door.
"It's got eyes, and I know it's a doggie." "You little rogue! I didn't mean you should see that dog to-night." "O, it's no matter 'bout me.

If _Dotty'd_ seen it, she'd been _'spectin'_ it!" The quick-witted child knew just as well then as she did next morning, that the dog--a King Charles spaniel--was intended for her.