could all have afternoon tea."

Marjorie shook with laughter at the thought of the cow sitting up
and drinking afternoon tea, until Uncle Steve declared that if she
laughed so hard she'd sprain her other ankle. So he said he would
read to her, and selecting a book of fairy tales, he read aloud
all the rest of the afternoon. It was delightful to hear Uncle
Steve read, for he would stop now and then to discuss the story,
or he would put in some funny little jokes of his own, and he made
it all so amusing and entertaining that the afternoon flew by as
if on wings.

Then Jane came again with the pretty tray of supper, and after
that Grandma and Marjorie had a nice little twilight talk, and
then the little girl was tucked up for the night, and soon fell
asleep.

When she woke the next morning and lay quietly in bed thinking
over of the events of the day before, she came to the conclusion
that everybody had been very kind to her, but that she couldn't
expect so much attention every day. So she made up her mind that
when she had to spend hours alone, she would try to be good and
patient and not trouble Grandma more than she could help.

Then she thought of the written list her mother had given her. She
smiled to think how easy it was now to keep those commands. "Of
course," she thought, "I can keep my hands clean and my hair tidy
here, for Grandma looks after that herself; and, of course, I
can't help obeying her while I'm here, for she doesn't command me
to do anything, and I couldn't do it if she did."