"I'm off like a shot," appended Joe, suiting the action to the word; and poor Dan was left alone in the middle of the road.
"Why, what has happened, Joe?" said Granny as he bounced in the kitchen-door.
"Such a time as I've had to find 'them trousers,' as Mr. Briggs calls them! Dan had packed them off to Squire Powell's!"
"That Dan Briggs is too stupid for any thing," commented Florence.
"There's time to try them on yet," Joe exclaimed. "Just you wait a bit."
Joe made a rush into the other room.
"Don't wake up Dot," said Hal.
"Oh! I'll go as softly as a blind mouse."
"There, Granny, what do you think of that?"
"You want a collar and a necktie, and your hair brushed a little," said Florence with critical eyes.