`` I did n't laugh . '' `` You did ! Do n't you suppose I know what laughing is ? '' `` I guess I know I did n't . '' `` You did laugh ! How darst you tell such a fib ? '' `` If you say that again I 'll take Belinda and go right home ; then what will you do ? '' `` I 'll eat up the cake . '' `` No , you wo n't ! It 's mine , Ma said so ; and you are only company , so you 'd better behave or I wo n't have any party at all , so now . '' This awful threat calmed Bab 's anger at once , and she hastened to introduce a safer subject . `` Never mind ; do n't let 's fight before the children . Do you know , Ma says she will let us play in the coach-house next time it rains , and keep the key if we want to . '' `` Oh , goody ! that 's because we told her how we found the little window under the woodbine , and did n't try to go in , though we might have just as easy as not , '' cried Betty , appeased at once , for , after a ten years ' acquaintance , she had grown used to Bab 's peppery temper . `` I suppose the coach will be all dust and rats and spiders , but I do n't care . You and the dolls can be the passengers , and I shall sit up in front drive . '' `` You always do . I shall like riding better than being horse all the time , with that old wooden bit in my mouth , and you jerking my arms off , '' said poor Betty , who was tired of being horse continually . `` I guess we 'd better go and get the water now , '' suggested Bab , feeling that it was not safe to encourage her sister in such complaints .
`` It is not many people who would dare to leave their children all alone with such a lovely cake , and know they would n't pick at it , '' said XXXXX proudly , as they trotted away to the spring , each with a little tin pail in her hand .
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