“He made little piles of weeds at the end of each vegetable patch, and I had to pretend to Billy that I did the weeding, for he’d never, never have believed that Feather Flop did the work.”
“Isn’t it wonderful!” exclaimed Eleanor. “Do tell me more about him!”
“Hush!” exclaimed Mary Frances, “here comes Billy.”
“Hello, girls, want to see something fine?” Billy looked in the play house window.
“Of course!” cried the girls at once.
“Come on out then—follow me.”
Billy led them to the vegetable garden.
“What is it?” asked Mary Frances.
“Just brush a little of the earth away from that radish,” replied Billy, pointing to one of the largest plants.
“Oh, look!” cried Mary Frances, as she pulled the little red ball root, and held it up for admiration.