Why should she not go and see?
She was very thirsty, and there she might get a glass of water.

Oh! perhaps it was Bubble's cottage, where he and his mother and his sister Pink lived.

Now she thought of it, Bubble had told her that he lived "over beyont the ten-acre lot;" of course this must be the place.

Slowly she walked across the meadow and climbed the wall, wondering a good deal about the people whom she was going to see.

She had often meant to ask Bubble more about his sister with the queer name; but the lesson-hour was so short, and there were always so many questions for Bubble to ask and for her to answer besides the regular lesson, that she always forgot it till too late.