“Sissie, how foolish! Of course they have heads, or how could they be crowned?”
The girl was silent a little after that, but presently she said, musingly, “I’m so afraid I shall forget—and I don’t want to forget—but I can’t quite remember what heaven was like.”
“Sissie, what do you mean? Why, you never were in heaven!”
“Oh, yes, Geoff! I was in heaven before I came here.”
“What nonsense! I’m sure you have never been in heaven, at all.”
“Haven’t I? Then where was I?”
Geoff was thoughtful for a few minutes, and then he said, “I think it was like this: God thought He would like to have a little Sissie, so He said, ‘Let there be Sissie!’ and there was Sissie.”
“Yes; I suppose that was it. Geoffrey, say a little bit of the ‘Fairy Queen.’”
Geoff repeated a few lines which he had been taught, but his sister interrupted him.
“Geoff, where is the Fairy Queen now?”