Page 124 - The Little sister of Wilifred

and maybe I shall enjoy it after all.—

Halloo ! Stop ! Ugh ! J ’m all. covered
with water.”

This last remark was meant for Mrs-
Bagley herself, who. it appeared, was in

the act of washing up her back entry,
and, just as Wilifred reached the door,

flung from it a bucketful of dirty water.
Dear me ! “ she cried angrily, “ you
give your orders as if you were the

queen. When I took you from the
’sylum. they did n't give me to under­

stand that you were a scion of royalty."
“ I don’t like to have dirty water

thrown at me, if I ’m not a scion,—
whatever that is,” answered Wilifred

pertly. Her eyes were black, her
cheeks red, and her manner as different
as possible from meek little Peggy’s.

“ I s’pose you have been hangin’
round that Moran child again, in spite