Phyllis smiled down at her, and stood as still as it was possible for her. "I wish you would all leave me now," Mrs. Page said when she had studied each of Phyllis's features in turn. "Come in and say good night to me, child, when Janet comes." They left her, and the girls went into the garden. Janet was too surprised to voice her thoughts, but Phyllis did not seem even to know that she had done anything out of the ordinary. She dismissed her grandmother with "she's really a love," and returned to more important subjects. By evening she knew all about the Enchanted Kingdom, Peter, Mrs. Todd and the Blake girls, and she had moved her suitcase into Janet's room, "for--" she said--"what is the use of having a sister if you can't sleep with her and talk over things with her in the dark." Miss Carter and Tom, sitting in the living-room before the fire, heard the buzz of their voices late into the night. "How alike they are," she said, smiling. "And yet how absolutely different." Tom nodded. "And to think they're both my sisters; bless 'em, do you know, Auntie Mogs, I'm a very proud man this night!" Auntie Mogs leaned over and patted his hand in understanding. "They must never be separated again," she said with decision. CHAPTER XVI A DAY TOGETHER Janet kept her eyes tight closed the next morning, long after she was awake. She was afraid to open them lest the memories that had crowded into her consciousness should prove to be only dreams. Phyllis was dancing inside of her eyelids, and she smiled at her and closed her eyes tighter to keep her there. After a long while she turned over very quietly and listened. Some one was breathing softly on the other side of the big bed. She opened her eyes very slowly and found herself looking straight into Phyllis's merry ones. They both laughed. Janet from relief, Phyllis from sheer joy. "I've been watching you for perfect hours. I thought you were never going to wake up. I very nearly pinched you," Phyllis exclaimed. "Isn't it time to get up!" "Yes, it's late, and, thank goodness, it's a beautiful day," Janet replied. Phyllis bounded out of bed and pulled all the covers off of Janet. "Get up, you sleepy head, and I'll race you getting dressed!" she challenged. Janet was up in a second and clothes flew in every direction. Martha had left a big can of hot water in the hall outside their door, and Phyllis was giggling so hard when she tried to pour it into the basin that she splashed some of it on her bare toes. "Cricky, but that hurts!" she cried, sitting down on the side of the bed to nurse it. Sir Galahad got up from his basket by the window to come over and see what all the noise was about, and at the same time Boru pushed open the door with his black muzzle. For an instant the two animals looked at each other, then Boru growled and Sir Galahad arched his back and hissed. Janet and Phyllis just caught them in time to avoid a scrap.