"Go on," urged Ethel Brown. "We'll help you if you forget."
"If you'll excuse me I'll go to the attic and get my clay," said Dorothy. "I found a new idea for a candlestick in a book this morning and I want to make one before I forget it."
Margaret was in the full swing of explanation when Dorothy returned.
"Why this frown, fair Coz?" demanded Roger in a Shakesperean tone.
"It's the queerest thing—I thought I had enough clay for two pairs of candlesticks and it seems to have shrunk or something so there'll only be one and that mighty small."
"'Mighty small,'" mimicked Roger. "How large is 'mighty small'?"
"Don't bother me, Roger. I'll start this while Margaret talks."
"When a drawing fit seizes Ethel Blue again we'll get her to make us some original stencils," said Helen. "These that we bought at the Chautauqua art store will do well enough for us to learn with."
"They are very pretty," defended Dorothy.
"Mine won't be any better, only they will be original," said Ethel Blue.