"Get up when I do. We can mend it before the others come down. Will you do it to-morrow morning, Uncle?"
"Wa-al! I dunno——"
"Say you will, Uncle Jason!" cried Janice. "We'll surprise 'em—Aunty and Marty. They needn't never know till it's done."
"I got ter find a new pump shaft——"
"Marty says you've got one put away in the workshop."
"Why—er—so I have, come to think on't."
"Then it won't take long. Let's do it, Uncle—that's a dear!"
The man looked around dumbly; he hunted in his rather slow mind for some excuse—some reason for withdrawing from the venture that Janice proposed.
"I—I dunno as I would wake up——"
"I'll wake you. I'll come to your door and scratch on the panel like a mouse gnawing. Aunt 'Mira will never hear."