“Of boards,” said Royal.
“O Royal!” exclaimed Lucy; “boards are too heavy.”
“I mean very thin boards,” said Royal, “very thin indeed.”
But just at this time their father came into the room with a large, smooth board under his arm. The board was about as large as the top of the box; and it was pretty thick and heavy. He brought this board, and placed it down upon the table.
“O father,” said Royal, “are you going to make our till of such a great, heavy board as this?”
“Not of it, but on it,” replied his father.
“What do you mean by that, sir?” said Lucy.
“Why, I am going to make your till of pasteboard; and I am going to cut it out upon this smooth board.”
He then went out again, and presently returned bringing with him a large sheet of very thick pasteboard. He laid the pasteboard down upon the board, and then, after measuring upon the box, he marked out a square upon it, as long as the box was wide; and as it was a square which he marked out, it was, of course, as wide as it was long.
“What is that for, father?” said Lucy.