`` You ought to have known you would , sitting down in the wind on those rocks . Your mother wo n't let you go out again in a hurry I can tell you . It 's certainly been something of a party . The Lewisons know how to do things , I 'll say that for them , though Hazel Lewison is no choice of mine . My , how black she looked when she saw you dancing with Ken Ford . And so did that little hussy of an Ethel Reese . What a flirt he is ! '' `` I do n't think he 's a flirt , '' said Rilla as defiantly as two desperate sniffs would let her . `` You 'll know more about men when you 're as old as I am , '' said Mary patronizingly . `` Mind you , it does n't do to believe all they tell you . Do n't let Ken Ford think that all he has to do to get you on a string is to drop his handkerchief . Have more spirit than that , child . '' To be thus hectored and patronized by Mary Vance was unendurable ! And it was unendurable to walk on stony roads with blistered heels and bare feet ! And it was unendurable to be crying and have no handkerchief and not to be able to stop crying ! `` I 'm not thinking '' -- sniff -- `` about Kenneth '' -- sniff -- `` Ford '' -- two sniffs -- `` at all , '' cried tortured Rilla . `` There 's no need to fly off the handle , child . You ought to be willing to take advice from older people . I saw how you slipped over to the sands with Ken and stayed there ever so long with him . Your mother would n't like it if she knew . ''
`` I 'll tell my mother all about it -- and Miss Oliver -- and Walter , '' XXXXX gasped between sniffs .
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