"I don't approve of such goings-on.
You seem to half believe your own imaginations.
It will be well for you to have a real live friend to put such nonsense out of your head.
But don't let Mrs. Barry hear you talking about your Katie Maurices and your Violettas or she'll think you tell stories."
"Oh, I won't.
I couldn't talk of them to everybody-their memories are too sacred for that.
But I thought I'd like to have you know about them.
Oh, look, here's a big bee just tumbled out of an apple blossom.
Just think what a lovely place to live-in an apple blossom! Fancy going to sleep in it when the wind was rocking it.
If I wasn't a human girl I think I'd like to be a bee and live among the flowers."