being a Little Gentleman you can teach her to be a Little Lady."

It was hard sometimes, and once in a while the boys didn't think the
Little Gentleman game quite so attractive. However, they remembered it
pretty well, considering. And today they didn't ask any rude
questions, but just waited, though they danced on their toes.

This time he led them all into the kitchen without saying a word.

And then!!!--one after another he took from his pockets little round
things--marbles, of course, of all sorts and sizes and colors.

"My!" exclaimed Marmaduke, "there's most a hundred."

And there was, sixty, to be exact. Twenty-seven little ones, colored
like clay; six big ones of brown, with spots on them like the
dapplings on horses; and six of blue dappled the same way; nine big
glass ones with pink and blue streaks like the colorings in Mother's
marble cake; nine made of china; and three--one for each--of the
beautiful agates--one of dark red and cream, one dark blue and cream,
and one that was mostly pink.

"Now," said Mother, when he had tumbled all the beautiful marbles out
on the table, "you've got me in trouble, Frank."

But she didn't mean that. No, indeed. It was all said in fun. They
said so many things in fun in the White House with the Green Blinds by
the Side of the Road. So she got out her needle and thread, some
pieces of flannel, and began.