"The earth is
the planet on which we live, and is about twenty-five thousand
miles round; a decimal fraction is one whose denominator is ten,
one hundred, one thousand, or and so forth; America was discovered
in--"
"Oh, Alan, do be sensible if you can," said Jean. "We know all
that stuff. What we want is to hear about these cousins of yours
that are coming."
"How did you know anything about them?" asked the boy, in
surprise.
"Miss Bean is here," answered Polly. "She went to see your mother
on the way, and heard about it." "Oh."
There was a world of disgust in Alan's tone. Presently he went
on,--
"Well, everybody will have to hear of it now. I came over to tell
you, Poll, but it seems that old woman is in ahead."
"Are they really coming, then?" asked Polly anxiously.
"Hope not," said Alan, rolling over on his face and pulling up a
handful of grass; "girls enough round already."
"That's not polite," returned Polly; "but go on."
"There isn't any on," said Alan. "All there is about it is that
they want to come, and I'm afraid mother is going to let them.
Molly likes it, but I don't want them round in the way. I know
they'll be prim and fussy, without any fun in them.
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