"Certainly not. But now that we have five on our hands where in the world are we to put them? That's what I want to know."
"Why not let them sleep out in the woodshed?" Jess suggested.
"In the woodshed! That would never do."
"And why not? There is plenty of room there near the kitchen, and it is clean and neat. It is just the place for them this warm weather."
"But we haven't enough beds for them all."
"Let them sleep on the floor; they will think it great fun. Then when daddy comes home he can fix up little canvas bunks for them. He will know the kind I mean."
"And would you let them sleep there all alone?"
"We can take turns sleeping out there with them. That sofa behind you will make a most comfortable bed. Oh, I think it will be great, don't you, Belle?"
"Indeed, I do," was the enthusiastic reply. "Why, it's just like a story, though much better, for this is the real thing."
"Well, I suppose there is nothing else to do," and Mrs. Andrews gave a deep sigh. "We might as well get to work at once, as it will be supper time before we know where we are. I wish to goodness Abner would come home."