"You see we can make believe there are windows and doors and a roof," shesaid, "and it really is just as good. Now, let's make believe there is a bed inthis corner, and we will lie down to sleep."

And Tottie obediently couched himself in the allotted corner and shut hiseyes somewhat hard, though after a moment he remarked that the snow got intohis neck.

"You must play it isn't snow--play it's feathers," exclaimed Elsie.