`` Just think , those are the very frogs father listened to when he was a little boy , '' whispered Felix . `` They can hardly be the SAME frogs , '' I objected doubtfully , not feeling very certain about the possible longevity of frogs . `` It 's twenty years since father left home . '' `` Well , they 're the descendants of the frogs he heard , '' said Felix , `` and they 're singing in the same swamp . That 's near enough . '' Our door was open and in their room across the narrow hall the girls were preparing for bed , and talking rather more loudly than they might have done had they realized how far their sweet , shrill voices carried . `` What do you think of the boys ? '' asked Cecily . `` Beverley is handsome , but Felix is too fat , '' answered Felicity promptly . Felix twitched the quilt rather viciously and grunted . But I began to think I would like Felicity . It might not be altogether her fault that she was vain . How could she help it when she looked in the mirror ? `` I think they 're both nice and nice looking , '' said Cecily . Dear little soul ! `` I wonder what the Story Girl will think of them , '' said Felicity , as if , after all , that was the main thing . Somehow , we , too , felt that it was . We felt that if the Story Girl did not approve of us it made little difference who else did or did not . `` I wonder if the Story Girl is pretty , '' said Felix aloud . `` No , she is n't , '' said Dan instantly , from across the room .
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