"I'm going into the garden, and I'll come back again, Ermie. Eric may be up, and he has promised to show me Shark. I don't believe he has got six rows of teeth."
"How you chatter, Maggie! Now I'm quite woke up. I'll have a headache most likely this afternoon. I generally do when my first sleep is disturbed."
"You have had a very long first sleep," said Marjorie. "It's half-past six o'clock."
"Is it? It's all the same to me what the time is; I'm woke up now, and it's your fault. You might be considerate, Maggie; you're the most thoughtless child. If you had sat quietly by my bedside I wouldn't be wide-awake now."
"Well, what can I do for you now that you are awake, Ermie?" asked Marjorie. "Please tell me quickly, for I can't keep Eric waiting."
"Oh, it will be all Eric with you from this out. I might have guessed that."
"No, it won't. It will be all everybody. Now, what am I to do for you?"
Ermengarde laughed.
"Maggie, don't put on that solemn face. Of course you are a good little thing. Now listen. Last night Basil and I made a plan."
"O Ermie! Weren't you in luck that Miss Nelson never found out about your wickedness yesterday?"