After a little more argument Marjorie consented, and she telephoned for Delight to come over, and then King telephoned for Frederick Henderson, better known by the more euphonious name of Flip. Both accepted, and in less than half an hour the Jinks Club was in full session. The new members had been elected by the simple process of telling them that they were members, and they gladly agreed to the rules and regulations of the somewhat informal club.
"We just cut up jinks," exclaimed Marjorie, "but they have to be good jinks, for bad jinks are mischief, and we try to keep out of that."
"It sounds lovely," said Delight; "I always wanted to belong to a club, but I never have before. Can't we cut up a jink, now?"
"You must say 'cut up jinks,' Flossy Flouncy," said King, smiling at the pretty, eager face. "You can't cut 'em by ones."
"Well, cut some, and show me how."
"I believe you think we cut 'em with scissors, like paper dolls," said
Marjorie, laughing.
She was really very glad to have Delight with her again, for she had become more attached than she realised to the little girl during their fortnight together.
"Show me," repeated Delight, with an air of willingness to learn.
"All right; let's have a good one. What shall it be, Mops?"
King looked at his sister with such evident faith in her power of inventiveness, that the others all looked at her too. Marjorie looked round the room.