"Ho! How silly you are!" laughed the little girl. "Charley's my big only sister. Her whole name is Charlotte Emerson Preble and she looks just like me. Aunt May says so."
"Preble!" exclaimed both the men.
"Charley Preble!" Roger went on. "Ern, don't you remember the pretty little girl who used to play with us?"
"Of course I do. That's why Felicia has been puzzling us so. We were just kids, but seems to me Charley looked exactly as she does."
"Did sister Charley ever talk to you about Eagle's Wing?" asked Roger.
"I don't recollect Charley. She went out to take care of Dick when I was so little. Charley's awful good. She'll take such care of me as never was on sea or land. Aunt May says so. And I'll love her more than I do God."
"Was Dick sick? I remember him as a big, husky boy, don't you, Ern?"
Ernest shook his head. "I don't remember him. You were the one who used to go out to Prebles' to play."
"Dicky was sick," Felicia piped on. "Dicky's like Dad. He'll never amount to much, Aunt May says."
"Look at the queer kind of cactus we're beginning to pass, Felicia," interrupted Roger, hastily.