"The scientific name is 'anemone.' It comes from the Greek word meaning 'wind.'"
"That seems to be a perfectly good answer. Probably it was given because they dance around so prettily in the wind," guessed Dorothy.
"Helen's botany says that it was christened that either because it grew in windy places or because it blossomed at the windy season."
"Dorothy's explanation suits me best," Ethel Brown decided. "I shall stick to that."
"I think it's prettiest myself," agreed Dorothy.
"She's so much in earnest she doesn't realize that she's deciding against famous botanists," giggled Ethel Brown.
"It is prettier—a lot prettier," insisted Ethel Blue. "I'm glad I've a cousin who can beat scientists!"
"What a glorious lot of finds!" cried Ethel Brown. "Just think of our getting all these in one afternoon!"
"I don't believe we could except in a place like this where any plant can have his taste suited with meadow or brookside or woods or rocks."
"And sunshine or shadow."