of Robert, "he kicked me in the guts!" Her voice was tragic.
Robert arose; the wrath of misrepresented man was his. "Tattle-tale!" he said, "cry-baby! You know I only meant to kick you from behind."
It's not thus that one wishes one's children to speak in the presence of grandmothers or callers. The moment was awkward. One of the ladies tactlessly turned the subject with the air of cloaking some unsightly spectacle from view. No words were needed to tell the parents of Sara and Robert that terms like "guts" had never been mentioned in the family of these three ladies. But sympathy had done its devastating work on Sara. "He hurt me," she sobbed.
"I didn't mean to," Robert protested, his arms round his sister.
