"Aren't they the same, Susie?"
"Not at all," said Susie, with her nose in the air. "It's older to be reckless; it's much easier to be rude. But you mustn't tell, Amy."
"O Susie, I'll try not," said Amy; "but when mother asks me I don't know what to do."
"Well, you can hold your tongue," said Susie sharply.
CHAPTER VI.
Susie felt a little excited next morning when she remembered the twins, and all the time she was digging moats and piling up sand castles she had one eye fixed on the active figures of her new friends, who, with bare legs and shrill voices, attracted a good deal of attention. Once she tried timidly to "draw" nurse on the subject, but nurse was not responsive.
"Those are rather splendid children," she said wistfully.
"Where?" said nurse, lifting a calculating eye from the heel of the stocking she was knitting, and looking vaguely round the horizon.
"There—on the rock," said Susie eagerly. "Tom and I want to go on the rocks so much, and those children could help us; they are so very—so very reckless."