"Well, it's decided, then, that we're to have a newspaper," I
resumed briskly. "The next thing is to choose a name for it.
That's a very important thing."

"How often are you going to publish it?" asked Felix.

"Once a month."

"I thought newspapers came out every day, or every week at least,"
said Dan.

"We couldn't have one every week," I explained. "It would be too
much work."

"Well, that's an argument," admitted Dan. "The less work you can
get along with the better, in my opinion. No, Felicity, you
needn't say it. I know exactly what you want to say, so save your
breath to cool your porridge. I agree with you that I never work
if I can find anything else to do."


"'Remember it is harder still
To have no work to do,"'


quoted Cecily reprovingly.

"I don't believe THAT," rejoined Dan. "I'm like the Irishman who
said he wished the man who begun work had stayed and finished it."