“Oh, what shall I do?” asked Jan of the two boys. “Oh, dear!”
“Let me see what I can do,” said Ted, and going up to his baby brother he whispered in his ear:
“Trouble, if you walk home I’ll ask daddy to buy you a lollypop when we go to the village.”
“When will we goes to village?”
“This afternoon.”
“Want to go now!” declared Baby William closing his eyes again, to show that he was going to sleep and stay where he was unless he could have his own way.
“But we have to walk to get to the village,” said Teddy. “And you must walk with us.”
“Don’t want walk—want ride!”
“Oh, see the pretty flowers down there!” called Jan, pointing to some yellow buttercups a little farther along. “If I can get him started to picking flowers he’ll walk on without knowing it,” she whispered to her brother and Hal. “Come and get the flowers,” she begged.
“Don’t want f’owers,” murmured Trouble, and his voice sounded as though he were really going to sleep now.