"That little girl your father brought upstairs here on the Rejoicing of the Law, that was your sister, wasn't it ?" "Esther, d'ye mean ?" "How should I know?
A little, dark girl, with a print dress, rather pretty--not a bit like you." "Yes, that's our Esther--she's in the sixth standard and only eleven." "We don't have standards in our school!" said Levi contemptuously.

"Will your sister join in the I-spy-I ?" "No, she can't run," replied Solomon, half apologetically.

"She only likes to read.

She reads all my 'Boys of England' and things, and now she's got hold of a little brown book she keeps all to herself.

I like reading, too, but I do it in school or in _Shool_, where there's nothing better to do." "Has she got a holiday to-day, too ?" "Yes," said Solomon.
"But my school's open," said Levi enviously, and Solomon lost the feeling of inferiority, and felt avenged.
"Come, then, Solomon," said his father, who had reached the door.