"We are to take her mail to her in turn; we agreed to that," she said, coming close to him. "We'll all take turns going."
He smiled at her sadly.
"All of you whom she wishes to see," he said. "Good-by till the day after to-morrow, then, and thank you for this honor more than I can say. Come along, Jack."
Trix watched them enviously as they disappeared.
"That's why I hate to be a girl," she said. "No one thinks you ever want to go fishing, and I love it just as much as Jack does."
"Isn't he splendid!" cried the other two, disregarding her woes, and she cheered up in agreeing with them.
The tea was a delightful occasion, and the new member proved an acquisition beyond words, for now there frequently appeared in the boxes a card signifying that there was a parcel too big to go into the box, which might be had on inquiry of the postmaster. The new member devised this plan, and he was generally the sender of the parcels. These varied in contents from delicious candy, plants, books, toys, and all sorts of treasures, to six downy ducklings sent to Margery because she had expressed a desire to have some.
This funny parcel was considered by the others as a good joke, but Margery took it seriously, and her gratitude was unbounded.
"Dear Mr. Twist," she wrote in acknowledgment. "I cannot tell you how much pleased I am. If there is anything I can do to show you how much I like my lovely little ducks, and how I thank you, tell me what it is, and I will do it."
The reply came the next morning, and Margery found herself taken rather painfully at her word.