"Why does she act so horrid?" said Rose.
"I'll tell you one nice thing about Gwen," said Princess Polly, "and that is that she didn't do one single thing at my party that wasn't nice."
"Why, truly she didn't!" cried Rose and Sprite together.
CHAPTER XI
UNCLE JOHN MAKES A PROMISE
Rain or shine, every Wednesday and Saturday evening found Gyp at the table in the sitting-room at Aunt Judith's cottage, bending over his books.
Aunt Judith, busy with a bit of needlework, looked often at the boy as he bent eagerly over his book, and marvelled that this was the same boy who less than a year ago was a trial to every owner of a garden or orchard.
A puzzled frown puckered his forehead one evening as he worked.
"What is it?" she asked. "Can I help you?"
"Maybe I'll have to let you, but I think I can do it. I'd like to work it out if I can, and I'll try hard before I give up."