"Why would you?" asked Russ.
"'Cause then I could find Rose's doll for her. I could walk along by my kite string and keep on going and going and going, and then I'd come to the place where the kite was and there would be the basket with the doll in it."
"Yes, that would be nice," said Russ. "But I don't guess they'd go to the same place. You'd better hold on to your kite."
"I will," agreed Laddie. "I wonder how high we could let our kites go up?" he went on, as he watched the messengers whirling around the strings. "How far would they go?"
"They'd go as far as you had cord for," said Russ.
"Could they go away up to the sky?" asked Laddie.
"'Course they could," said Russ.
"The sky's awful far," went on Laddie, looking up at the blue part, across which the white, fleecy clouds were flying.
"Yes, it's far," assented Russ. "But we could get an awful lot of string, and let the kites go up."
"Could we do it now?" the smaller boy wanted to know. "I'd like to see my kite go up to the sky."