"I am going to help mother plant the vegetable garden to-day,"
said Felicity.

"Oh, I never like the vegetable garden," said the Story Girl.
"Except when I am hungry. Then I DO like to go and look at the
nice little rows of onions and beets. But I love a flower
garden. I think I could be always good if I lived in a garden
all the time."

"Adam and Eve lived in a garden all the time," said Felicity,
"and THEY were far from being always good."

"They mightn't have kept good as long as they did if they hadn't
lived in a garden," said the Story Girl.

We were now summoned to breakfast. Peter and the Story Girl
slipped away through the gap, followed by Paddy, and the rest of
us walked up the orchard to the house.

"Well, what do you think of the Story Girl?" asked Felicity.

"She's just fine," said Felix, enthusiastically. "I never heard
anything like her to tell stories."

"She can't cook," said Felicity, "and she hasn't a good
complexion. Mind you, she says she's going to be an actress when
she grows up. Isn't that dreadful?"

We didn't exactly see why.