"No, but I'm going to use it for a tablecover in my bedroom, and perhaps when I grow older I can use it for a teacloth."
Ethel was a prim-mannered child, and had apparently been brought up in a conventional manner, but Marjorie liked her, and stayed talking with her, while King and Kitty went off to explore the gardens.
"I wish I could make one," went on Marjorie to Ethel, "where did you get the linen?"
"There's a little shop just down the road, and they have the squares already hemstitched. It would be nice for you to make one, for you could get so many names as you go on your trip."
"So I could; I'm going to ask mother if I may buy one. Will you go with me, Ethel?"
Ethel went gladly, and when the girls showed the teacloth to Mrs. Maynard, she approved of the whole plan, for she wanted Marjorie to become more fond of her needle, and this work would be an incentive to do so.
So she gave Marjorie the money for the purchase, and the two girls trotted away to the little shop which was not far from the hotel.
Marjorie found a square just like Ethel's, and bought it with a decidedly grownup feeling.
"I don't like to sew much," she confessed to Ethel, as they walked back.
"I've tried it a little, but I'd rather read or play."
"But this isn't like regular sewing, and it's such fun to see the names grow right under your eyes. They're so much prettier after they're worked in red than when they're just written in pencil."