CHAPTER X
HUNTING APACHES
I WAS bathing Christine before the fire. Gabry and Esther came in. The two girls settled themselves in steamer chairs.
"We want to know if you will let us come and sleep in your dining-room to-night," asked Esther.
"Sure," I answered, "but, mercy me, the bed in there is a little bit of a narrow one...."
"That doesn't matter," said Gabry.
"No, indeed," agreed Esther. "We can cuddle up close and we shan't be in it very long."
The baby began to howl. I had been listening to the girls and the side of the tub had got hot.
"Poor little dear," said Esther. "Her mother forgot her and she began to parboil."
I had the baby safely on my lap now wrapped in towels. Emilie carried away the bath tub.
"What's going on to-night?" I asked.