" And she tucked up the skirt of her best gown, to make
room for the lad, who obediently settled himself between her and
Katharine.
"Go it, Jean," he said; "you started us to wishing, so it's only
fair you should speak first. What would you do, if you could have
your choice?"
"Study, till I knew everything there was to be known," returned
Jean, without hesitation. "I'd go to college here, and then I'd go
to Europe, to one city after another, and learn all I could in
each."
"You'd be a perfect valley of dry bones, then," commented Polly.
"People that know everything are very stupid."
"I wouldn't be," said Jean. "I'd found colleges with my money, and
go round lecturing to them, till they knew just as much as I did."
"H'm!" said Alan. "What will you do, Poll?" Polly laughed.
"It would be hard to choose, but I think I'd begin by adopting
about twenty small boys. Then, if I had any time left, I'd--I'd--
oh, I think perhaps I'd like to write a book of poems."
"Good for you, Poll! How I envy the boys, only you'd make them all
into doctors. Molly?"
"I would travel, all over the whole world, and down into
Australia," returned Molly. "I'd go to Russia and Spain and China
and the Nile, and stay everywhere just as long as I wanted to.
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