Then they made pretty ones of three panel cards. To do this they took an oblong card, and cut it half through with a penknife in such a way that it divided the card into three parts, the outside two shutting over the middle one like window blinds over a window.
The card would stand up like a screen, and they decorated each panel with posies and verses.
"What are you going to do with all these valentines?" asked Midget, as they were busily working away at them.
"Half are yours," said Delight, "and half are mine. We can each send them wherever we please. Of course I'll send most of mine to friends in New York; I haven't any friends here."
"Indeed you have!" cried Midget. "Don't be silly. You've three Maynard friends, to begin with; and all the boys and girls are your friends, only you don't know them yet. I'll tell you what to do. You send valentines to all the Rockwell children,—I mean all our crowd, and they'll just love 'em. Will you?"
"Why, yes, if you think I can when I don't know them very well. I can easily make enough for them and my New York set too."
"Yes, do; I'll help you, if I get mine done first. And anyway, it's 'most two weeks before Valentine's day."
"Oh, there's plenty of time. Look, isn't this a pretty one?"
Delight held up a card on which she had painted with her water colors a clouded blue sky effect. And on it, in a regular flight, she had pasted tiny birds that she found among the scrap pictures.
"Lovely!" said Midget; "you ought to have a verse about birds on it."