" Nannie drew them, still hanging on to her, toward the door.
"Oh, yes, and _do_ stop Kathie, if you can," put in Betty. "Maedel
accidentally rocked the charger on Kathie's pet doll's head and smashed
it, and she's just _howled_ ever since. Do listen!"
Sure enough, we could all hear a long, mournful wail; then another and
another; if there's one thing Kathie does well, it's crying.
"What! Esmeralda Dorothea? Poor Kathie!" said Nannie; "I don't wonder
she feels badly. Come, boys, we'll go up and see if we can comfort her."
The boys looked quite jubilant! holding on to Nannie's hand, Alan threw
a defiant glance at Nora as he passed her, and Judge quoted in his slow,
droll way: "'My _dear_ dolly's dead! She died of a hole in her head!'"
"Instead of petting those boys, Nannie, you ought to punish them well,
or give them a good scolding!" cried Nora. "They have both been
exceedingly rude and disobedient to me."
Nannie looked grieved, and the boys immediately began making excuses,
which Nannie heard in silence. When they had finished, she said: "We are
going upstairs to get ready for dinner, Nonie; but after that, when we
are all sweet and clean, these two little men will, I am sure, come to
you and ask you to overlook this afternoon's behaviour.
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