The Story Girl went for a walk with her and came back with an important expression on her face.
"You look as if you had a story to tell," said Felix.
"One is growing.

It isn't a whole story yet," answered the Story Girl mysteriously.
"What is it ?" asked Cecily.
"I can't tell you till it's fully grown," said the Story Girl.

"But I'll tell you a pretty little story the Awkward Man told us--told me--tonight.

He was walking in his garden as we went by, looking at his tulip beds.

His tulips are up ever so much higher than ours, and I asked him how he managed to coax them along so early.