"Cousin Tom's, then?"
"And too strong for Tom."
"Then it must be Jimmy Barrows."
"Well, it may be Jimmy. We shall know when he comes with Tom on Monday. It's bold enough for Jimmy, but I didn't think he had so much fancy."
And finally it was settled that it could be no other than Jimmy Barrows. Jimmy was a great friend of their cousin Tom; but while Tom was only an amateur artist, Jimmy was studying to be a professional one.
"It's such fun to have Jimmy do these, and send them without a word," said Elsie to her sister.
"Such a generous thing to do, too! I wonder if he would like some of our eggs as specimens? We might give him one of each kind."
"Oh, Marge, don't think of offering him those calico-colored things,—anybody who can paint like this!"
"Very well; but, Elsie, which one are you going to give to Royal Purcel?"
"To Royal Purcel?"