nice and fat by that time, and we'll sell her, and give the
money to Dada for the rent!"

"Sure, it will be hard parting with Diddy, that's been like one of our
own family since the day we found her crying in the bog," said Larry.

"Indeed, and it will," said Eileen, "but we think more of our parents
than of a pig, surely."

"But however will we get her to the Fair to sell her?" said Larry.

"We'll get Dada to take her for us, but we'll never tell him we mean the
money to go for the rent until we put it in his hands," Eileen answered,
"and we won't tell any one else at all. It's a Secret."

"I'd like to be telling Dennis, maybe," said Larry.

"We can tell Dennis and Grannie Malone, but no one else at all," Eileen
agreed.

CHAPTER TEN.

SCHOOL.

By this time they had reached the schoolhouse. The Schoolmaster was
standing in the door calling the children to come in.

He was a tall man dressed in a worn suit of black. He wore glasses on
his nose, and carried a stick in his hand.

The schoolhouse had only one room, with four small windows, and Larry
hung his cap and Eileen her shawl, on nails driven into the wall.

The schoolroom had benches for the children to sit on, with long desks
in front of them. On the wall hung a printed copy of the Ten
Commandments. At one side there was a fireplace, but, as it was summer,
there was no fire in it.

The Master rapped on his desk, which was in the front of the room, and
the children all hurried to their seats. Larry sat on one side of the
room, with the boys. Eileen sat on the other, with the girls.

The Master called the roll. There were fifteen boys and thirteen girls.
When the roll was called and the number marked down on a slate in front
of the school, the Master said, "First class in reading."

All the little boys and girls of the size of Larry and Eileen came
forward and stood in a row. There were just three of them: Larry and
Eileen and Dennis.

"Larry, you may begin," said the Master.

Larry read the first lines of the lesson. They were, "To do ill is a
sin.

"Can you run far?"

Larry wondered who it was that had done ill, and if he were running away
because of it, and who stopped him to ask, "Can you run far?" He was
thinking about it when Eileen read the next two sentences.

They were, "Is he friend or foe?

"Did you hurt your toe?"

This did not seem to Larry to clear the mystery.

"Next!" called the Master.

Dennis stood next