Presently Huldah returned from the Sunday school with triumphant mien.
“They made them all into one class and put a redheaded woman with spectacles in for their teacher. I gave them street car tickets to come home on.”
When the Polydores returned, however, they were dragging Diogenes along and he looked quite weary.
“Didn’t you come home on the street car?” I asked Ptolemy.
“No; we sold our tickets and got ice cream sodas,” he explained. “We took turns carrying Diogenes on our backs.”
“You only had one ticket for yourself, and two half fares for Thag and Emmy,” said Huldah suspiciously. “I thought Meetie and Di could ride free. You couldn’t have sold them tickets for enough for sodies.”
“Rob gave us three nickels to put in the plate,” said Pythagoras. “We only put in one of them, seeing we were all in one family and one class. That gave us four nickels for ice cream sodas and the clerk gave Di half a glass some one had left.”
“I gave you a penny for Di to put in,” said Huldah. “What did you do with that?”
“We wanted him to put it in, and when they took up the collection, he wouldn’t give it,” said Emerald. “I tried to take 262 it away from him and he swallowed it. The redhead teacher was awful scared, but I told her he was used to swallowing things and that you said he carried a whole department store in his insides.”