You can't teach such children to let things alone.

Oh, dear me! my head!" "There, there, pussy! only don't worry," said John, in soothing tones.
"Don't think me horrid, _please_ don't," said Lillie, piteously.

"I did try to have things go right; didn't I ?" "Certainly you did, dearie; so don't worry.

I'll get all the spots taken out, and all the things mended, and make every thing right." So John called Rosa, on his way downstairs.

"Show me the sofa that they spoiled," said he.
"Sofa ?" said Rosa.
"Yes; I understand the children greased the sofa in Mrs.Seymour's boudoir." "Oh, dear, no! nothing of the sort; I've been putting every thing to rights in all the rooms, and they look beautifully." "Didn't they break something ?" "Oh, no, nothing! The little things were good as could be." "That Leaning Tower, and that little Diana," suggested John.
"Oh, dear me, no! I broke those a month ago, and showed them to Mrs.
Seymour, and promised to mend them.