"He came to save wicked people." "I don't want to talk any more about Molly Skelton," said Nora.

"Look, Daisy!--there's the old mother squirrel peeping out of her hole.

Do you see?
Now she is coming out--see her black eyes! now there's her beautiful feather tail!"-- This subject was to the full as interesting to Daisy as it was to her friend; and in watching the grey family in the walnut tree and trying to induce them to come near and get some almonds, the rest of the afternoon flew by.

Only the "mother squirrel" could be tempted near; but she, older in experience and wisdom than her young ones, did venture into the neighbourhood of the children, attracted by the nuts they threw down; and getting pretty close to them, before she would venture quite so far as where the nuts lay, she sat down on her haunches to look and see whether all were safe; curling her thick, light plume of a tail up along her back, or whisking it about in various lines of beauty, while her bright little black eyes took all the observations they were equal to.
It was unending amusement for the children; and then to see Mrs.Bunny finally seize an almond and spring away with it, was very charming.

So the afternoon sped; nor ever brought one moment of weariness, until the summons came to bid the children into the house again to tea..