“How long have you attended school?”
“Oh, ever since I can remember. I shall graduate when I am seventeen. Mama has promised me the loveliest graduating dress that she can find in the city of New York.”
“What is all this argument about?” asked Scott, who at that moment entered the room.
“We were only talking about going to school and being wise, that is all,” said June.
“A very good subject for two little people,” said Scott, smiling.
Scott sat down by June’s side, as he said:
“I have come to tell you something, my little sister, which I hope you will be pleased to hear.”
Paul arose, and putting his book in its place started to leave the room.
“Where are you going?” Scott asked.
“I thought perhaps you wished to talk to your sister,” Paul answered, modestly.