"This is an exciting moment, Jeanie, so you must not marvel if we are not very talkative."
Jean leaned against one side of the old-fashioned chimneyplace, and absently watched the placing of the last few blocks.
"Gladys," she whispered, after a moment, "what do you think I saw just now?"
"What, Jeanie?" lifting her flushed face to her sister's.
"Mary on her way upstairs with your supper, and oh, what cookies!"
"Goody!" cried Larry, springing to his feet with a bound which brought the beautiful castle tumbling to the ground.
"You naughty boy!" scolded Gladys crossly. "See what you done!"
Jean took the angry, pouting little face between her hands, and smiled tenderly down into the tearful eyes:
"It is hard luck, baby, but you might as well get used to having your castles demolished."