"Will you listen to her?" laughed Jane. "You did it as gracefully as the lady who dived from the top of a house into a tank full of water at the county fair last year."
"What I can't understand is why Tommy should have missed such an opportunity to distinguish herself," smiled the guardian.
"I thtood athide tho Januth could dithtinguith himthelf," lisped Tommy.
"Well, I swum! I did it, too, didn't I? I'm not fit to guide a plow, but I never found it out till I tried to pilot this outfit over the hills."
"Are thethe the hillth?" questioned Tommy.
"Yes, Miss."
"Then, excuthe me from the mountainth."
"I believe my tumble has cured my sprained ankle," declared Hazel. "I can't feel any pain at all there, except the smart where the skin is broken. Let me put on my boot." Miss Elting slipped it on for her, and assisted Hazel to her feet. "It is all right," cried the girl. "Isn't that strange?"
"Yeth. Thome thingth make thome folkth forget thome other thingth," observed Tommy sagely. "Have you forgotten your troubleth, Harriet?"
"I think so, Tommy. I will race you up to the trail."