"I wish it were as easy as that." "That was not easy," said Linda; "make a mental computation of all the seconds that it took me to erect that pyramid and all the millions of grains of sand I had to gather." Donald was deeply thoughtful, yet a half smile was playing round his lips.
"Of all the queer girls I ever knew, you're the cap sheaf, Linda," he said.
Linda rose slowly, shook the sand from her breeches and stretched out her hand.
"Let's hotfoot it down to the African village and see what the movies are doing that is interesting today," she proposed..