"This is a different house, Grandma," said Nat, "and more different things happen here than happen in any other house around—all the boys say so. Look how our gas stove ran away!"
"Oh, don't talk to me about such nonsense!" laughed Grandma. "You must have dreamed that about the stove!"
But Nat and Weezie were sure they had not dreamed it.
"And I believe your rocker ran away just the same," said Weezie.
But the dear old lady shook her white head and murmured:
"A tramp slipped in and took my chair and glasses. However, the police officer will catch him and bring back Racky, cushions, glasses and all. And I'll be so glad to get them, for I'm half blind as it is!"
When the children hurried back to school, Rodney and Addie skipping along with Nat and Weezie, they talked of what had happened.
"Wouldn't it be great if we could catch that tramp and get your Grandma's chair and glasses?" asked Rod, as he and Nat neared the schoolhouse.
"It wasn't a tramp, I tell you!" insisted Nat. "I know that chair ran away just as the stove did."
"Then why can't we chase after it and get it back, the same as we did when Thump ran away, and we found him and the gas stove together?" asked Rodney.