"Then it must be a wheelwright," said Margy.
"What's that?" Artie demanded, while Polly looked puzzled.
"It's a man, isn't it?" said Jess slowly.
"Yes. And you can't use a man in any machinery can you?" Margy pointed out. "Daddy told me the other night about a wheelwright."
"But he isn't a wheel," declared Fred. "That isn't the answer, is it, Polly? Anyway, you said it was just the thing for to-day, and I don't see what a wheelwright has to do with to-day."
"The real answer is a pin-wheel," Polly explained. "And it's only two days to Fourth of July, you know, so it fits."
"Isn't it funny I didn't think of that?" said Margy. "But as long as we haven't forfeits, I don't mind. We shan't have forfeits, shall we, Polly, because it is so hot?"
"Margy can't seem to forget the weather for a minute," Jess thought. But then, Margy had often declared that she liked winter better than summer. Unfortunately she liked winter when it was summer and as soon as it began to snow she was heard to sigh for summer! There are a great many people who feel about the weather as she did.
"It's your turn now, Jess," said Polly quietly.