But by-and-by Edward thought, that Maggie had had enough, and that he should like a turn; and Maggie, at his first word, got out.
"Don't you like swinging ?" asked Erminia.
"Yes! but Edward would like it now." And Edward accordingly took her place.
Frank turned away, and would not swing him.

Maggie strove hard to do it, but he was heavy, and the swing bent unevenly.

He scolded her for what she could not help, and at last jumped out so roughly, that the seat hit Maggie's face, and knocked her down.

When she got up, her lips quivered with pain, but she did not cry; she only looked anxiously at her frock.
There was a great rent across the front breadth.

Then she did shed tears--tears of fright.