"I mean to ask father to buy me a watch," said Nelly, "just as soon as I go home."
"How much farther have we to go, papa?" asked Frankie.
The rain was pattering so fast on the top of the carriage, that he did not hear at first; but when Willie repeated his brother's question, papa said, "We have ten miles to go before dinner; and then twenty-two afterwards. How many does that make?"
Frankie thought for a minute, and then answered, "Thirty-two, papa."
"If you're so tired," said Willie, "why don't you play school? I'll be the first class."
"So will I," said papa, laughing.
"O, that will be splendid!" said Nelly, clapping her hands.
"Will you be the teacher, mamma?" asked Frankie, quite forgetting his fatigue.
"No, dear, Willie may turn his back to the horses, and be the teacher first. You can take turns."
"Why didn't I think of this way before?" said Willie; "it's real nice. The rain came pouring right in my face. Now I can put this shawl up, and keep it all off."