"Why don't you play up in the attic?" inquired Grandma. "That's what I used to do when I was a girl, and it rained on a holiday."
"Oh, yes! Let's do that!" exclaimed Weezie with shining eyes.
"If we could have Rod and Addie over, it would be more fun!" said Nat.
A little later, the four children were up in the big attic of the Happy Home. On the roof the pelting of the rain drops sounded more loudly, but Nat and the others did not mind that, for they were snug and dry, and in the attic were many things with which to play.
"There's an old rocker in the corner," said Rodney, pointing to a dust-covered one. "Is it the one named Racky, that your Grandma uses? Maybe she doesn't know it's up here."
"No, that's another chair. It has been here since before Grandma came to live with us," explained Nat. "But I'll pull it out and we can play it's a steamboat and take turns having rides. I'll be a steamboat engineer!"
"And I'll be the captain," offered Rod.
"What can we be?" inquired Addie.
"We'll be the passengers," suggested Weezie. "It's lots of fun to play steamboat with the old chair."
The two boys pulled it out, across the attic, and, as they did so, Nat pointed to two long, straight marks the rockers had made in the dust on the floor.