There, now,
Jennie, make a rat to put in the cupboard. R goes first to rat."
Innocent little Flyaway! She had long ago forgotten her pique against
Jennie for being "so easy fretted," and jumping her down from the
table.
Wretched little Jennie! The new blue and white frock, just finished by
her dress-maker, covered a heart filled with mortification. Dotty
Dimple would not talk to her. It seemed as if Dotty had climbed to the
top of a high mountain, and was looking down, down upon her.
Dotty did feel very exalted to-day; but there was another reason why
she would not talk with Jennie: she might have to confess that grandma
knew about the money; and then what a scene there would be! So Dotty
set her lips together, and sewed as if she was afraid somebody would
freeze to death before she could finish her patchwork quilt.
Mrs. Clifford, who did not understand the cause of Dotty's lofty mood,
took pity on Jennie, and tried to amuse her. After a while, Dotty came
softly along, and sat down close to her aunt Maria, ready to listen to
the story of the "Pappoose," though she had heard it fifty times
before.
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