“Then you won't have to be wild long,” Jeanette said, “for we are to come back at two to have our parts given to us.”
At two o'clock they were again at the cottage, eagerly watching Aunt Charlotte, as she opened her desk, and took from it a book with a scarlet cover.
“There are nine girls in my class, just the number required for this dialogue,” she said. “Eight of the characters are school girls, one is a fairy, and the boy in the little play is an elfin messenger.”
“That'll be me, for I'm the only boy here,” said Reginald; “you girls don't know who'll be which!”
Aunt Charlotte laughed at this speech as heartily as did the girls.
“We'll soon know who'll be which,” said Nancy.
“Yes, because Aunt Charlotte will tell us,” laughed Dorothy.
“The directions for producing the play, speaks of the fairy queen as being taller than the school girls, so I will give that part to you, Jeanette, as you are a trifle taller than the others.”
“Oh, I'll love to be the queen,” Jeanette said quickly, and she glanced at her playmates with flashing eyes.