christened him “the Bogle” at once.

“I boneys that little pink doll with the curly hair, first,” said
the girl.

She was a round, brown little creature, too—but pretty. She had
merry brown eyes and a merry little red and white smile. Maida
christened her “the Robin.”

“I boneys that big agate, second,” said the Bogle.

“I boneys that little table, second,” said the Robin.

“I boneys that knife, third,” said the Bogle.

“I boneys that little chair, third,” said the Robin.

Maida could not imagine what kind of game they were playing. She
went to the door. “Come in, children,” she called.

The children jumped and started to run away. But they stopped a
little way off, turned and stood as if they were not certain what to
do. Finally the Robin marched over to Maida’s side and the Bogle
followed.

“Tell me about the game you were playing,” Maida said. “I never
heard of it before.”

“’Tain’t any game,” the Bogle said.