Now don't sit there in
that foolish way! Get up and dress yourself. You'll be late to
breakfast."
"What's the matter?" asked Papa, noticing Katy's red eyes as she took
her seat at the table.
"I've broken my vase," said Katy, dolefully.
"It was extremely careless of you to put it in such a dangerous place,"
said her aunt. "You might have known that the glass would swing and
knock it off." Then, seeing a big tear fall in the middle of Katy's
plate, she added: "Really, Katy, you're too big to behave like a baby.
Why Dorry would be ashamed to do so. Pray control yourself!"
This snub did not improve Katy's temper. She went on with her breakfast
in sulky silence.
"What are you all going to do to-day?" asked Dr. Carr, hoping to give
things a more cheerful turn.
"Swing!" cried John and Dorry both together. "Alexander's put us up a
splendid one in the wood-shed."
"No you're not," said Aunt Izzie in a positive tone, "the swing is not
to be used till to-morrow. Remember that, children. Not till to-morrow.
And not then, unless I give you leave."
This was unwise of Aunt Izzie. She would better have explained farther.
The truth was, that Alexander, in putting up the swing, had cracked one
of the staples which fastened it to the roof.
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