Little Cousins, 55

of decking me with flowers, making
wreaths for me, and then looking
at me, and sometimes comparing
my hair or eyes with Lottie’s ; and
his look of vexation if my face was
dirty or my pinafore torn, often
comes back to me even now when
I feel untidy in any way.

One afternoon, when Alick and
I and one of the other boys were
alone, it suddenly came into our
wise little heads that we would
play at going to a party. What
vast preparations we made! What
pains the boys took to tie up my
sleeves with some bright ribbon
meant for Harry's flags! How