"
"Here, Jackie, never mind," said Susan, seeing him about to begin to
cry, and offering him her last sugar-plum.
"I don't want sugar-plums, I want barley-sugar," said John devouring
it nevertheless.
"I haven't one bit more," said Susan regretfully.
"Have you had any yourself, Susan?" asked Sam.
"No; but I didn't want any."
"Oh then, here Susie, I always keep a reserve," said Henry. "No, no,
not you, Jack; I don't feed little pigs, whatever Susie does."
And in spite of Susan, both the elder brothers set on John, teasing
him about his greediness, till he burst out crying, and ran away to
the nursery. Miss Fosbrook hated the teasing, but she thought it
served John so rightly, that she would not save him from it; and she
only interfered to remind the others that their fingers would bring
them in for fines unless they were washed before tea.
"And how much have you spent?" reproachfully asked that rigid young
judge, David; but all the answer he got was a pull by the hair from
Hal, and "Hollo, young one! am I to give my accounts to you?"
David gravely put up his hand and smoothed his ruffled locks,
repeating, in his manful way, "I want to know what you have left for
the pig?"
Whereupon Hal laid hold of him, pulled him off the locker, and rolled
him about on the floor like a puppy dog, crying, "I'll tell you what,
if you make such a work about it, I'll spend all my allowance, and
not subscribe at all.
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