"Can you see me? Can you see me, now?" she asked, dancing about.
"Why, no," said the Chief Gardener, who pretended to be looking for her in another direction.
"Can you, Davy? Can you see me?"
"Not very well, when you go so fast," laughed Davy. "Stand still, and let me try."
Just then big Prue came out on the porch, and little Prue danced up to her.
"Can you see me? Can you see me, Mamma? You mustn't, you know, because I've got fern seed in my shoe."
Big Prue shut her eyes, and put out her arms.
"No, I can't see you," she said, "but you feel like the same little girl," and she kissed the little round tanned face on her shoulder.
IV