"I would rather see you play," she said. "You are all doing it so beautifully."
"Then you stand here and watch."
It was very fascinating. There were three sets playing. Doris found that when a girl missed she gave up to some other companion. Her eyes could hardly move quickly enough to watch all the hoops. Now and then a girl was crowned,—that meant the hoops encircled her head,—and they all shouted.
Then Helen said they had played that long enough, and now they would try "Hunt the slipper." The slipper was a pretty one, made of pink plush with a dainty heel and a shining buckle set in a small pink bow. Doris said "it looked like a Cinderella slipper."
"Oh, do you know about Cinderella? Do you know many stories?"
"Not a great many. Little Red Riding Hood and Beauty and the Beast, and a few in verses."
"I wish you knew something quite new. Oh!"
Eudora had forgotten to keep the slipper going. The girls were sitting in a ring, so she jumped up cheerfully and began to hunt. There were a great many little giggles and exclamations, and then someone said: "Oh, let's stop playing and tell riddles!"
That was a never-failing amusement. There were some very bright ones, some very puzzling ones. One girl asked how many baskets of dirt there were in Copp's Hill.
"Why, there can't anybody tell," said Helen. "You couldn't measure it that way."