She didn't even say 'excuse me,' let alone say that she was sorry.

And she laughed and held on to her sides, and laughed again, and said, 'oh, what a joke,' and that it was the funniest thing that she evah saw.

I think her mothah ought to know what bad mannahs she's got.

Somebody ought to tell her.

I told Fidelia what I thought of her, and I'll nevah speak to her again! So there!" Mrs.Sherman listened sympathetically to her tale of woe, but as she unbuttoned the wet dress, and Lloyd still stormed on, she sighed as if to herself, "Poor Fidelia!" "Why, mothah," said Lloyd, in an aggrieved tone, "I didn't s'pose that you'd take her part against me." "Stop and think a minute, little daughter," said Mrs.Sherman, opening her trunk to take out another white dress.