And that was all—the visit to Ramona was over.
CHAPTER XII
Romola and the Florentine Boy
Marmie said that it seemed to have been raining forever, and Rose and Ruth both felt that she was far from exaggerating.
“But anyhow, spring’s coming,” Ruth added, when she and Rose were discussing this interminable rain. “See, the snow down in the corner by the fence has gone, and that was the last patch we could see from the house. But Dad says the cellar’ll be flooded if it doesn’t let up soon.”
“Look at the perfect river that’s rushing down there behind the barn! Suppose it doesn’t stop raining for weeks and weeks. I wonder if lakes begin that way?”
“No, rain-lakes always soak away into the ground after it stops raining. Real lakes soak up from way down deep. Some of them haven’t any bottom at all.”
“Oh, Rose! Then they must go right through to China.”
“Yep, that’s what they do, I guess. Wouldn’t it be great to dive right through and come up in China?”
“D’you s’pose the fairy could do that?”
“Of course. Fairies can do anything.”