“Oh, no,” laughed Crow Shay,
“It’s something better—
It’s a sweater.”
“Is it?” cried Mary Frances. “Is it? Why, that’s just exactly what I’d wish for most of all things!”
“It is,” answered Fairly Flew, “and this time Wooley Ball is going to give the directions.”
“Oh, I am so glad!” exclaimed Mary Frances. “I have wondered and wondered why she is so quiet.”
Everybody looked at Crow Shay. Crow Shay looked ashamed.
“I’ll tell you about it,” he said at length. “You see, I talked so much that Wooley Ball made a bargain with me. She said that if I would talk only half that I wanted to, she wouldn’t talk at all, and we’ve both kept our bargain.”