Dick and Marjorie had secured their booty and were carefully sneaking away when King awoke, and with a howl pounced upon Kitty, who was still industriously stealing silver.
This, of course, was part of the game, and Dick and Midget wrung their hands in despair as they saw their daughter forcibly detained by the master of the house.
Then Gladys and Dorothy were awakened by the noise, and added their frightened screams to the general hullaballoo.
Kitty was bound hand and foot in the very dining-room where the silver had been, and King went valiantly out to hunt the other marauders. Then the game was for King and his family to try to catch Dick and Midget, or for Kitty's parents to release her from her bondage.
At last, as King and Gladys were both engaged in chasing Dick, Marjorie found an opportunity to free Kitty, and then the game began again, the other way round.
At last they tired of hostilities and agreed to rebuild their houses, combining them in one, and calling it a big hotel.
"Or a clubhouse," said King, who had recently visited one with his father, and had been much impressed.
"Clubhouses are grand," he said. "They have porches, and swimming-pools, and gyms, and dining-rooms, and everything!"
So the architecture was changed, and soon a fine clubhouse was outlined in leafy relief.
"Then if this is a clubhouse, we're a club," said Kitty, thoughtfully.