"Of all colors."
"Of all colors."
The two little boys turned and looked at each other.
"Our honorable parents need never know," mused one.
"No!" murmured the other. "School is so far from home. And there are five new scholars to keep the schoolmaster busy."
Yes, the beach was cool and pleasant, and the pebbles were many, and the finest in color and shape that Lee Chu and Lee Yen had ever seen. The tide washed up fresh ones every second—green, red, yellow, black, and brown; also white and transparent beauties. The boys exclaimed with delight as they gathered them. The last one spied was always the brightest sparkler.
"Here's one like fire and all the colors in the sun," cried Lee Chu.
"And this one—it is such a bright green. There never was another one like it!" declared Lee Yen.
"Ah! most beautiful!"
"Oh! most wonderful!"
And so on until they had each made an iridescent little pile. Then they sat down to rest and eat their lunch—some rice cakes which their mother had placed within their sleeves.
