May be I 'll have time to read some , and then I can tell you , '' answered Betty , who dearly loved stories , and seldom got any new ones . `` I 'd rather see the old spinning-wheel up garret , and the big pictures , and the queer clothes in the blue chest . It makes me mad to have them all shut up there , when we might have such fun with them . I 'd just like to bang that old door down ! '' And Bab twisted round to give it a thump with her boots . `` You need n't laugh ; you know you 'd like it as much as me , '' she added , twisting back again , rather ashamed of her impatience . `` 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 XXXXX , appeased at once , for , after a ten years ' acquaintance , she had grown used to Bab 's peppery temper .
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