"The use?" cried Peggy, with sparkling eyes. "Why, there's all the use in the world. In the first place, it makes you strong and healthy, and keeps you well."
"Oh! but gym does that! We have to do gym, and I don't mind that; in fact it's rather fun, only it spoils your figure dreadfully."
"But gym isn't enough, if you don't take any other exercise," said Peggy. "And besides, V., just think of the joy of walking and running. Why, you see all the things growing, and breathe the air, and—and—hear the birds, and the water, and—well, I shouldn't want to live if I couldn't walk, that's all. Come along, and you'll see!"
"Oh, I can't, I'm too tired."
"You are tired, because you have been sitting in the house all day. And you are pale, and—"
"No! am I?" cried Viola, running to the glass. "I'm so glad! I just love to be pale, it's so interesting. It makes my eyes look larger, too, doesn't it, Peggy? They do look very large to-day, don't they, Peggy?"
Peggy sighed. "You do discourage me, Viola!" she said. "Well, good-bye. I must go. The others are waiting for me."
"What others? Who else is going? What are you going to do?"
"Why, I told you! We are going to walk."
"Yes, but what for? Are you going to the shops, or going to see somebody? I can't see any sense in just stupid walking, without any object. And you didn't tell me who was going."