This morning, just as Ulyth was shaking her pillow, Rona came in, chuckling to herself.

The Cuckoo's eyes twinkled like stars.
"D'you want some sport ?" she asked.

"If you do, come with me, and have the time of your life!" Ulyth put down the pillow, and hesitated.

Fifteen minutes was not too long an allowance for all she was expected to do in her room.

But Rona's manner was inviting.