"I never saw a green flower," said little David, thoughtfully.
"Well, they're up there. Oh, sights an' sights," said Joel, recklessly. "An' pink and blue an'----"
"Are you sure there are green flowers up there, Joel?" asked David, huddling up to him close.
"Sh--stop talking--oh, the most beyewtiful things, I tell you, grow up by that cave."
"I might go up and get some not very near the cave, Joel," said Davie, after a long breath. "Not very near."
"So you could," said Joel, quickly. "Then I guess you'll be glad, Dave Pepper, that you came up with me."
"I shall bring down most of the green ones, Joey," cried little David, joyfully, "'cause I can get the others down below the mountain."
"Yes--yes," whispered Joel, impatiently.
"An' if I plant 'em, they'll grow, and then Mamsie'll be glad, an' Polly too," he whispered, dreadfully excited. "Won't Polly be glad though, Joe? She's never seen a green flower."
"Yes; now go to sleep," cried Joel, with a nudge, "and remember not to say a word to me to-morrow about it."