"Your chums, nothing!" angrily cried Jimmy, swelling up
pompously. "You all time trying to claim my chums. I can't have
nothing a tall 'thout you got to stick your mouth in. You 'bout
the selfishest boy they is. You want everything I got, all
time."
The little girls were now quite near and Jimmy hailed them
gleefully, forgetful of his anger.
"Come on, Lina, you and Frances," he shrieked, "and we can have
the mostest fun. Billy here's done come to live with Miss
Minerva and she's done gone up town and don't care if we sprinkle,
'cause she's got so much 'ligion."
"But you know none of us are allowed to use a hose," objected
Lina.
"But it's so much fun," said Jimmy; "and Miss Minerva she's so
Christian she ain't going to raise much of a rough-house, and if
she do we can run when we see her coming."
"I can't run," said Billy, "I ain't got nowhere to run to an'--"
"If that ain't just like you, Billy," interrupted Jimmy, "all
time talking 'bout you ain't got nowhere to run to; you don't
want nobody to have no fun.
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