It's--it's a sort of a--a joke,
you see."
Daisy sat up straight, and stared at Patty. What sort of a girl
was this, anyhow, who could forgive so freely and fully, and then
call it all a JOKE!
But Daisy knew generosity when she saw it, and with her heart
overflowing with gratitude at Patty's kindness, she bravely
acknowledged her own fault.
"It ISN'T a joke, Bill," she said, in an unsteady voice. "I did a
horrid, hateful thing, and Patty is so angelic and forgiving she
makes me feel too mean to live."
"Nonsense," said Patty, "there's no harm done, I'm glad you owned
up, Daisy, for now we can forget the whole episode, and start
fresh."
But Farnsworth couldn't toss the matter aside so easily.
"Daisy," he said, looking at her sternly, "I never heard of such a
mean piece of business in my life! I think--"
"Never mind what you think!" cried Patty, turning on him like a
little fury. "YOU'RE the MEAN one,--to rub it in when Daisy is
feeling so bad over it."
"She ought to feel bad," growled Bill.
"Well, she DOES, if that's such a comfort to you," retorted Patty.
"Now, go away, and leave us girls alone, won't you? This is our
own little sewing circle, and we don't want any men at it.
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