But I want to have a real good jolly time this summer, for maybe it's the last summer I'll be a little girl.

Mrs.
Lynde says that if I keep stretching out next year as I've done this I'll have to put on longer skirts.

She says I'm all running to legs and eyes.

And when I put on longer skirts I shall feel that I have to live up to them and be very dignified.

It won't even do to believe in fairies then, I'm afraid; so I'm going to believe in them with all my whole heart this summer.