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"No; she is my mother," said Mary, "and you must not speak in that tone of mamma." "I'll speak in any tone I p'ease," replied Diana. "Ise not going to be fwightened. But what do she mean by punish? Who will she punish?" "She will punish you," replied Mary. "Were you never punished?" "Never. I don't know what it means. Is it nasty?" "Oh, isn't it!" said Philip, who came up at that moment.
At last the children had finished the contents of their bowls, and rose solemnly to their feet. "Now," said Diana, going up to Mother Bridget, "I are vedy obliged to you; you has been kind; you has gived us good supper. We'll 'scuse 'bout the stwawberries and k'eam and the milk and cake, 'cos you didn't know that the other big woman told lots of lies. And now, p'ease, we are going home.
"It sounds pwetty; but I must have a b'ack bow, p'ease, woman, 'cos our mother has gone away to the angels, you underland; and when mothers go to the angels little girls wear b'ack bows at least, that's what Iris says. Oh, I say, Orion," suddenly concluded Diana; "what is we to do without Iris? She is our little mother now. You underland what I mean; doesn't you, Orion?"
Our mother would not like us to be dwessed in this sort of style. Can you get our day dwesses, p'ease, for us to put on, Aunt Sawah?" "No; I can't get the dresses you wore yesterday," replied Aunt Sarah; "but for all that you shall wear a very pretty little frock. I have got a blue one for you with white wings. What do you say to that?" "B'ue, with white wings?" echoed Diana.
"Don't wink, Dan'l McCoy," said Sally, in a voice which was meant to be very stern, but was laughably sweet. "P'ease, Missis, Toc's vinkin' too." Thus had Dan learned to express Thursday's name by his initials. There was a touch of McCoy senior in this barefaced attempt to divert attention from himself by criminating another.
Is that the second gong? I'se desp'ate hungy. Let's wun downstairs, p'ease, Iris." Diana entered the dining room with her face all aglow with smiles, the rich color back again in her cheeks, and her black eyes dancing. Even Mr. Dolman gave a gasp of relief when he saw her. Even Mrs. Dolman felt a slight degree of satisfaction.
"Yes, my little dear; I try to be," said the woman. "Now, call your brother over, and let me dye his face and neck and little hands." "Come 'long, Orion," said Diana; "don't be silly." "You do look so ugly, Diana," answered Orion. "Well, what do it matter?" said Diana. "I has to p'ease Aunt Sawah; she's a nice sort of a woman. I wather like her."
You can tell your mamma just what you p'ease." Diana strutted across the room, deposited her box on the washhand-stand, and then, turning round once again, began to view the company. What might have happened at that moment there is no saying, if Iris had not come to the rescue.
You had best let Orion jump off this morning, 'cos he's tired. I'll talk to him all about widing to-morrow. Let him get down now, p'ease, big man." "Not until he has been twice round the circus," said Uncle Ben. "You stand aside, missy, or Greased Lightning may tread on you." But Diana was not to be so easily restrained. She now flew up to Uncle Ben and tried to pull his big whip from his hand.
"May I sit on your lap?" she said. Mother Rodesia made a place for her at once. "Put your arm wound me, p'ease; I is still a teeny bit s'eepy." "You lay your head against my breast, little love, and you'll go off into a beautiful sleep, and I'll keep you nice and warm, for hot as the days are, it's chilly in the mornin's."
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