reflectively.

Patricia turned on her sneeringly.

"Speak when you are spoken to," she snapped.

"Yeth, I alwayth do. I thaid you mutht be good thleepers."

"Why!" interjected Cora.

"Becauthe you didn't wake up latht night when I wath being carried out
into the woodth," said Tommy, surveying Patricia and Cora with half closed
eyes. "It ith a wonder you woke up when they rang the bell. I can thleep
too, but you are champion thleeperth, ath my father would thay."

"Did I ask you for your opinion!" demanded Patricia, her eyes snapping, a
flush appearing high up on either cheek.

"No, but I jutht thought I would tell you becauthe you might not know it
unleth thome one told you, you thee."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. How many beadth have you won?"

"I haven't won any beads," answered Patricia, crossly. "How many have you
won?"

"That dependth. I gueth I've won a whole thtring of them. I did thomething
that no other girl in the camp can do."