Vernon Spann also shouted, "Don't you Thornes throw your weight around! You can't take the word of two little girls as gospel. Besides, how do you know no one else in the village knew you were raising rabbits? Of course everyone's going to say they knew nothing now. Even if they did, they wouldn't admit it!"
Jacqueline Spann lowered her head and began to sob softly, looking utterly pitiful. The villagers shifted uncomfortably. After all, Jacqueline was only ten years old; they couldn't bring themselves to assume the worst of a child.
"It was Jacqueline Spann! This isn't the first time she's done something bad. She helped Ulysses Spann steal my meat before! She's just as bad as her mother!" Nancy Thorne's chubby little face was flushed red with anger.
The villagers couldn't help but chuckle, but they didn't take the words of a six-year-old like Nancy Thorne seriously. A childish squabble was a minor thing, incomparable to a serious matter like filing a formal report.
