spoke in English, but with a queer little twist to his words, just as we would speak queerly if we tried to talk Chinese.
Then the sobbing of the frightened children gradually ceased, and the play went on. But the Bobbsey twins were almost as much interested in the queer, beautifully dressed foreign children in the box as they were in the play itself. Indeed Flossie and Freddie looked from the stage to the box and from the box back to the stage again so often that their mother said they would have stiff necks. However, they didn't have, which only goes to show that children's necks can stand a great deal of twisting and turning without getting tired.
So the play went on, and very pretty it was. Cinderella tried on the glass slipper. It fitted perfectly, and everything came out all right, and she and the prince lived happily forever after.
"Is that all?" asked Flossie, when the curtain went down for the last time, and the people began getting up to leave.
"That's all," her mother told her. "Didn't you like it?"
