'Those are deer,' said Evangeline.
'But that's what you call me!' cried Mary, with her eyes very widely open.
'Well,' said Sister Agatha, 'you're a dear too, only a different kind of dear.'
'I can't run so fast,' answered Mary. For as she spoke the deer began to trot away, then they stopped again, and one that was bigger than the rest stood in front whilst they all watched the carriage.
Several people stood at the door of the house, which seemed to be partly built of glass. All the people were young like Evangeline, and they all appeared pleased to see her. But Mary felt a little disappointed that none of them took any notice of her, and very few spoke to Sister Agatha, who took Mary's hand, and led her into the house. They passed through a wide hall with animals' heads hanging on the walls, and there was a large table with a green top and red and white balls on it.
'Where are their bodies?' asked Mary, as she walked upstairs with Sister Agatha.
'Whose bodies?'
'Belonging to the great heads downstairs?' said Mary.
'Oh!' answered Sister Agatha, 'I daresay their bodies have been turned into men.'
'I never heard of animals' bodies being turned into men before,' said Mary. 'Did Evangeline do that?' she asked; but before Sister Agatha answered she led Mary into a pretty room with two beds in it. And Mary became so deeply interested in the room that she forgot all about the animals' heads. She looked into each corner; she wanted to know which bed she was to sleep in, and then she went to one of the three windows.