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clever,’ returned the father. ‘ Why,
there'll be nobody wise enough to
teach you soon. May May, I
wouldn’t try any more if I were you.
I'd let him see how he can get on
without you.’

On this, two big tears came into
Johnny’s eyes; and he half sobbed,
‘Me can’t tle me pinny, me own
self; me can’t wash me face.’

‘Oh, well, that can’t be helped.
They must go untied and unwashed,’
said his father. ‘ May can’t be teased
with conceited little boys, who won’t
believe anything she says. Go away,
May, and let him alone.’

On this, May looked half inclined

to cry, too, for she would rather have