'What do they do when it's cold?' asked Mary.
'It's never cold in those countries,' said Sister Agatha. 'It is always very hot—far hotter than it is here.'
'Oh, then that's fairy-land, too!' Mary exclaimed.
'Yes, every place is full of wonders, you know,' answered Sister Agatha.
'All except William Street,' said Mary, and Sister Agatha took her hand and they walked slowly back to the house. The next day happened to be wet, and during the afternoon Evangeline came to see Mary for the first time since she left London. But when Mary had made up her mind for a nice chat, or perhaps for a story, Sister Agatha gave her a picture-book and told her to sit down.
'We have very serious matters to discuss,' she said, 'so you must keep still and not speak a word.'
Mary opened the book, but her attention soon turned from the pictures to Evangeline, who was sitting at a round table with a pencil in her hand making figures. Presently Evangeline took a purse from her pocket, and emptied it on to the table.
'I know what those are!' exclaimed Mary, unable to keep silent any longer. 'They're the magic counters! I wish I might have one,' she said.
'What should you do with it?' asked Evangeline.
'I should give it to some one when I wanted anything done very much,' said Mary.