"Oh, I know. Then your papa's name is Zebedee, and your mamma's is Salome."
"No, we are not those two James and Johns; they are dead."
"They are the only James and John I know."
"I don't think so. Your uncle, Dr. Carmichael, was called James Douglas, like me."
"Marjorie's dead papa?"
"Yes; your cousin is a sort of far-away cousin of mine; so you must be one of my cousins, too. What do you think of that?"
"I think it's nice to have a growed-up man cousin. I'll call you Jim."
"Marjorie!" said a reproving voice from the front seat; "you must not talk to Mr. Douglas in that pert way."
"If my cousin lets me call him Jim, it's none of your business, cousin Marjorie. You will let me, won't you, cousin Jim?"
"To be sure, if Miss Carmichael will allow me."