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218 a delicious musical little laugh, and laid her soft cheek on the top of her brother's curly head, as if it were a pillow, while she went on with the story. "So this Boy"

"But it wasn't me, oo know!" Bruno interrupted. "And oo needn't try to look as if it was, Mister Sir!"

I represented, respectfully, that I was trying to look as if it wasn't.

"he was a middling good Boy"

"He were a welly good Boy!" Bruno corrected her. "And he never did nothing he wasn't told to do"

"That doesn't make a good Boy!" Sylvie said contemptuously.

"That do make a good Boy!" Bruno insisted.

Sylvie gave up the point. "Well, he was a very good Boy, and he always kept his promises, and he had a big cupboard"

"for to keep all his promises in!" cried Bruno.

"If he kept all his promises," Sylvie said, with a mischievous look in her eyes, "he wasn't like some Boys I know of!"