"There's some green paint in the woodshed, and I'll touch it up," said Kittie, becoming thoroughly interested.
"I don't like any thing, Kittie, mean or not mean," muttered the boy.
Mabel said she was sure that Kittie was crazy, and next she thought George was crazy, too.
"I'll go with Kittie to see the poor lad, any way," soliloquized he.
Kittie and Tom are seated on the bench that runs around the whole deck, their backs to the rail.
"But I have set my heart upon it, Kittie," replied her cousin.
"I guess it isn't all on their side," spoke Kittie, who could be fair.
"Olive saw, and then heard the other night," cried Kittie excitedly.
You can imagine how exciting it was for Kittie to see with her own innocent eyes how grown-up people manage such things.
"I don't know," answered Kittie, with a sigh and a glance at her hands.