"I don't see why the time doesn't come now."
"Before you are grown?"
"It's the same thing—I feel grown—for the moment!"
Elizabeth looked around again to see where Elsie was.
"I'd like to ask you a question, Elizabeth."
"I should be pleased to answer the question."
"But father told me not to ask any questions: I was to wait till I got back home and ask him."
"I think that is very strange! Aren't there questions a boy can't ask his father? A father wouldn't be the right one to answer. You must ask the one who can answer!"
There was no reply.
"Well," urged Elizabeth, feeling the time was short (there have been others!), "if you can't ask it, pop it! If you can't ask the question, pop the question."