“And what is her name?” asked Katie.
They were close to a fine large puddle now, and Reginald with a hop landed both feet in the middle of it.
“Why, Reginald Merton Dean! You naughty boy!” said Katie; “just look at my new shoes! See the dirty water you've splashed on Jeanette's dress!”
“And look at the puddle,” exclaimed Reginald, “I didn't spoil the puddle; it looks just same's it did before I jumped in it.”
Katie forgot that her question had not been answered, but Jeanette remembered it.
“You asked what my cousin's name is,” said Jeanette; “her name is Lola Blessington.”
“Is she a peacemaker?” asked Reginald, who still remembered the morning's verse.
“Well,—no, I mean not exactly,” said Nina, who hastened to reply before Jeanette could do so.
“What's she like?” asked Reginald.
“Oh, you'll know when you see her,” said Jeanette.