Florence and Polly applauded the suggestion, while Jean groaned,--

"I can't, girls. I never could in this world."

"Yes, you can," returned Molly, who had firm faith in her friend's
ability. "You go right to work on it, and you ought to get it all
done in a week or two, so we can give it before school opens."

"And we want just five people in it," said Polly. "I know I can
get Alan to act, if Molly can't."

Molly shrugged her shoulders incredulously, while Jean inquired,
with the calmness of desperation,--

"What shall it be about?"

"John Smith and Pocahontas," replied Polly promptly. "He almost
gets killed, and doesn't quite; so that will get the audience all
stirred up, but save the trouble of dying."

"But that only needs three," observed Florence thoughtfully, "and
there are five of us."

"Doesn't he take her home to England, I'd like to know? There's a
picture in the history where he shows Pocahontas to the queen. One
of us can be king, and the other queen."

"But at court there are always lots of people round," remonstrated
Florence, with an eye to the truth of the situation.