"No, that we'll get inside heaven," said Dreamikins thoughtfully. "Perhaps we might try those two things."
"Yes," said Freda decidedly; "if Nurse lets Daffy and me do it, we will."
"And we can ask Mums," suggested Daffy.
Then they all brightened up, and Fibo said he wouldn't talk any more, not till next time; and then the little girls had a romp in the garden together till tea came, and they enjoyed themselves as they always did, and Freda and Daffy went home comforted.
"I always like," said Freda, "to feel there's something in front of us; and now there is."
[CHAPTER VIII]
A Day of Naughtiness
IT was only a few days after this that Freda and Daffy were playing in the garden, when Dreamikins suddenly appeared before them. She had no hat on; her curls were flying in the wind, her cheeks were hot, and her blue eyes dancing with mischief and excitement. Generally she was a dainty little person, and certainly kept her frocks much cleaner than Freda or Daffy. But now her white frock was splashed and stained with mud, and her white socks were torn and dirty.
"What's the matter?" asked Daffy.
Dreamikins danced up and down before them.