“Ma-a-a-ow! Ma-a-ow!”
“What’s that?” asked Donna.
“Why it sounds very much like my little brother crying,” answered June.
“I wonder what’s the matter with him.”
“Ma-a-a-ow! Ma-a-a-ow!”
Both the girls ran fast, thinking he must be very much hurt from the noise he made. They soon found him, and did not have to ask what the matter was. His knees and one hand were covered with dirt.
“I fa-a-a-alled dow-ow-own!” cried Jamie.
“Don’t cry, Jamie dear,” said June as she put her arms around him.
“It’s too bad, but never mind,” said Donna as she kissed him.
“Ma-a-a-ow! ma-a-a-ow!”