Marjorie scowled and tossed her head. "Well, those inside will put him out. I guess he's not very big, anyway."
"There were a couple more went in while you were tossing your head," remarked the Dream.
"Who were they?" asked Marjorie.
"Carelessness and Negligence."
Marjorie bit her lip, and just then Industry and Understanding came out of the door and passed down the steps, without even glancing at her.
Marjorie looked surprised; for heretofore they had always spoken to her, lovingly, as they passed. "What are they carrying?" she asked the Dream.
"Their luggage," he answered, cheerfully.
"Why, aren't they coming back?"
"No," said the Dream; "they don't like the company in there."
"Then why don't they put them out?" cried Marjorie.
"What's the use, when you keep letting more in, all the time? They put them out as long as it is worth while; but if you keep an open door to bad thoughts, the good ones just
