"I don't faint,—I don't know how. I wish I did, I'd try it, and then
Miss Lawrence would have to send me home. Where are you in arithmetic?"
"Partial Payments; but I'm reviewing. Where are you?"
"Cube root, and I hate it."
"So do I. How do you like my room?"
"It's splendid. But I can't take it all in at once."
Marjorie jumped up and walked round the room, stopping to look at the aquarium, the blackboard, the gramophone, and many other modes of entertainment which had been collected to give Delight pleasure.
"Yes, I love my things. I have so many, and father is always bringing me new ones. That's to make up for my being an only child. I often beg mother to adopt a sister for me."
"I'll be your sister," said Midget, in a sudden heartfelt burst of sympathy for the lonely little girl.
"Oh, will you?" she said, wistfully; "and come and live with me?"
"No, not that," laughed Marjorie; "but we'll play we're sisters, and you can call my brother and sisters yours too."