“Isn’t that bully!”
“I was scared to death, the examination was so hard.”
“Now tell me why you came.” Miss Porter put down her pen and waited.
“Will you?”
“We thought—”
“Tonight—” They all began at once.
“It’s your idea, Poll, go on,” Lois said.
“Well,” Polly began.
“Polly, Polly,” Miss Porter chided, “all your wells will surely make an ocean and drown you some one of these days.”
“Oh, I know it, but it’s such an easy way to begin