"And that is why you refused them at supper. When did you eat them?"
"I didn't eat them," replied Edna, hesitatingly. "O, please, auntie, I won't eat any the next time either. Please shut me up, and feed me on bread and water, like Louis."
"Did you take the apples for Louis?" suddenly asked Uncle Justus.
Edna gave an assenting nod, while she looked up with appealing eyes.
"How did you get them to him?"
"Through the window, on the end of a stick."
A little queer look came into Uncle Justus's face.
"You will take cold standing there," said Aunt Elizabeth, returning to her work. "Go back to bed."
"Won't you please shut me up and let Louis out?" said Edna. "I'll stay two days, one for him and one for me."
"Go to bed," commanded Aunt Elizabeth, "We'll settle it to-morrow."