"Well, I don't know," said Janet thoughtfully; "we've lots of time."
"Have we?"
"Heaps and heaps. You see, I love Auntie Janey, and it might hurt her feelings."
"I see."
"But I'm going to give you something," said Janet presently.
"I don't want you to give me anything that belongs to Auntie Janey."
"No," said Janet; "I shall give you something of my own."
"Oh! And you can't tell me what it's going to be?"
"I must think about it." The little girl became lost in thought. "Barbara likes kissing people. I don't."
"So I see. It won't be kisses, then?"