"Will you and Axel let me have your sled at recess?"
she asked.

"All the time?" asked Gunner dubiously.

"I'll work your examples for you to-night, if you do."

"Oh, all right. There'll be a lot of 'em."

"I don't mind, I can work 'em fast. How about yours,
Axel?"

Axel was a fat little boy of seven, with pretty, lazy blue
eyes. "I don't care," he murmured, buttering his last
buckwheat cake without ambition; "too much trouble to
copy 'em down. Jenny Smiley'll let me have hers."

The boys were to pull Thea to school on their sled, as
the snow was deep. The three set off together. Anna was
now in the high school, and she no longer went with the
family party, but walked to school with some of the older
girls who were her friends, and wore a hat, not a hood like
Thea.

IV