"She's a queer character," said Elsie. "Have you never seen her before?"
"No; I never even heard of her until she sent up her card."
"Why, how funny," said Marian; "I've always heard of Locky Ann Daggett, but I never knew anything about her, except that she's very old and very queer."
"She's a sort of humourous character," said Guy Morris; "strong-minded, you know, and eccentric, but not half bad. I quite like the old lady, though I almost never see her."
"No; she doesn't seem to care to see people," said Patty. "She seems to have no taste for society. Why, I don't suppose she'd care to take part in our play, even if we invited her."
"Oh, what about the play?" said Elsie. "Have you really decided to have a play, instead of that stupid old fair?"
"We haven't decided anything," said Patty, "we can't until the club meets to-morrow."
"Oh, do have a play," said Frank, "and then us fellows can take part. We couldn't do anything at a bazaar, except stand around and buy things."
"And we're chuck-full of histrionic talent," put in Guy. "You ought to see me do Hamlet."
"Yes," said Frank, "Guy's Hamlet is quite the funniest thing on the face of the earth. I do love comedy."