"I thought Tom called them ducklies," said little Belle.
"Ings—lyings—duck—ly—ings," repeated Lily with emphasis. "Yes, indeed, it would be too cunning and funny to have them here, and teach them to swim. This would make just about a big enough pond for them."
"Let's bring one to-morrow," said Mabel.
"Mrs. Clark wouldn't let us," said Lily. "She's an awfully cross old patch."
"Let's take one without asking her then," said Mabel. "We can put it back all safe, and she'll never know it."
"That would be very naughty, though," said Belle.
"And God would see, if Mrs. Clark didn't," said Mamie. "Mabel, you forget 'the eyes of the Lord are in every place.'"
"See here," said Lily, who had just put the last stone upon the miniature pier, and then plumped herself down upon the rock beside Belle,—"see here, Mamie; it seems to me you're getting rather intimate with the Lord."
"I'm not," said Mamie resentfully; for she had felt rather grand when she made her speech to Mabel, and did not like to have her weapons turned upon herself. "We ought to remember God sees us all the time."