Crossing the orchard, they came out on one of the main streets of the town, and saw not far away, the school which Stella and Molly attended.
Marjorie had a sudden inspiration.

"Let's go to the school," she said, "and ask for Stella and Molly!" "Only one of them," amended King; "which one ?" "Stella, then.

We'll go to the front door, and we'll probably see the janitor, and we'll ask him to call Stella Martin down." "I think we'd better send for Molly." "No, Molly would make such a racket.

Stella's so much quieter, and I don't want to make any trouble." They reached the schoolhouse, which was a large brick building of three or four stories.

The front door was a rather impressive portal, and the children went up the steps and rang the bell.
"You do the talking, King," said Marjorie.