Nellie: Let's play "Horsie" and ride around the schoolyard.
Christie: That's dumb. We don't even have a horse!
Nellie: Maybe we can get one. Where's your Pa, Laura? He smells like a horse--we could pretend and ride him.
Laura: (calmly) Take it back, Nellie.
Nellie: I won't take it back. You can go crying to Miss Beadle, and I won't take it back.
Willie: Yeah, we won't take it back!
Laura: I'm not crying anymore, Nellie, and you better take it back.
Nellie: I won't take it back, because it's true. Your Pa smells like a dumb old horse! (Laura slugs her in the face)
Willie: (steps away) I take it back!