"Oh, because actresses are always wicked people," said Felicity
in a shocked tone. "But I daresay the Story Girl will go and be
one just as soon as she can. Her father will back her up in it.
He is an artist, you know."

Evidently Felicity thought artists and actresses and all such
poor trash were members one of another.

"Aunt Olivia says the Story Girl is fascinating," said Cecily.

The very adjective! Felix and I recognized its beautiful fitness
at once. Yes, the Story Girl WAS fascinating and that was the
final word to be said on the subject.

Dan did not come down until breakfast was half over, and Aunt
Janet talked to him after a fashion which made us realize that it
would be well to keep, as the piquant country phrase went, from
the rough side of her tongue. But all things considered, we
liked the prospect of our summer very much. Felicity to look
at--the Story Girl to tell us tales of wonder--Cecily to admire
us--Dan and Peter to play with--what more could reasonable
fellows want?



CHAPTER IV. THE WEDDING VEIL OF THE PROUD PRINCESS

When we had lived for a fortnight in Carlisle we belonged there,
and the freedom of all its small fry was conferred on us. With
Peter and Dan, with Felicity and Cecily and the Story Girl, with