"Everybody?"
"Oh, I suppose there are some who are too poor. Maybe the switch woman is the little girl's mother, and it was her father she was putting the candle and flowers for."
"I am going to ask her when we know her."
"Oh, Jean!"
"Yes, I am. I don't think it would be anything at all. Jack, we ought to be saving up for Christmas, and here you've been spending money for me."
"Because you had to stay in and have a stupid time." There was nothing worse to Jack than to be deprived of her time out-of-doors.
"It wasn't very stupid. Mother made up some nice creer plays. I'll show you what I did." She produced her paper and informed her sister that she intended to add to her list of unusual things and to play the same play on rainy days in every new city she chanced to visit.
Jack quite approved of the play, and at first wanted to copy the paper, but finally decided that she would rather pick out the things herself.
"I think I will get a little blank book," she said, "and then I can keep them all together."