It sounded kind, and Arabella at once seated herself, while Floretta sat near her.
She thought it would be great fun to question this odd child, and there was no one near to check her.
"Aren't you nearly roasted in that raincoat?" she asked.
"Well, I'm not chilly," said Arabella, fixing her sharp eyes upon the other little girl.
"Did you think it was going to rain?" was the next question. "You've rubbers, and umbrella."
Floretta barely managed to hide the fact that she wanted to laugh. Her question seemed so absurd with the blue sky overhead, and the sunshine everywhere.
"I didn't want to wear them," said Arabella, "and I told Aunt Matilda it was too pleasant to rain, but she said you never could tell, and she said, too, that I could wear them, or stay at home, so what could I do?"
"I'd have stayed at home," said Floretta, bluntly. "I wouldn't wear raincoat and rubbers, and lug an umbrella for any Aunt Matilda or Aunt Jemima!"
"Who is Aunt Jemima?" Arabella asked, stupidly.
"I don't know," said Floretta, sharply, "but then, I don't know your Aunt Matilda."