What Katy Did [antikvár]

WHAT KATY DID CHAPTER I THE LITTLE CARRS I was sitting in the meadows one day, not long ago, at a place where there was a small brook. It was a hot day. The sky was very blue, and white clouds, like great swans, went floating over it to and fro. Just opposite me was a clump of green rushes, with dark velvety spikes, and among them one single tall, red cardinal flower, which was bending over the brook as if to sec its own beautiful face in the water. But the cardinal did not seem to be vain. The picture was so pretty that I sat a long time enjoying it. Suddenly, close to me, two small voices began to talk—or to sing, for I couldn't tell exacdy which it was. One voice was shrill; the other, which was a littie deeper, sounded very positive and cross. They were evidentiy disputing about something, for they said the same words over and over again. These were the words —" Katy did.» " Katy didn't." " She did." " She didn't." "Shedid." "Shedidn't." "Did." "Didn't." I think they must have repeated them at least a hundred times. I got up from my seat to see if I could find the