"I would if she wanted a footstool," said Carol positively. "I'd love to do it. I'd be proud to do it. I'd consider it an honor."
Lark blushed and lowered her eyes modestly.
"What happened?" urged their father, still more curiously.
"Did she get you out of a scrape?" mocked Fairy.
"Oh, just let 'em alone," said Connie. "They think it's smart to be mysterious. Nothing happened at all. That's what they call being funny."
"Tell it, Lark." Carol's voice was so intense that it impressed even skeptical Connie and derisive Fairy.
Lark raised the glowing eyes once more, leaned forward and said thrillingly:
"It's the Literary Career."
The silence that followed this bold announcement was sufficiently dramatic to satisfy even Carol, and she patted Lark's knee approvingly.
"Well, go on," urged Connie, at last, when the twins continued silent.