“And I had an adventure!” added Ted. Then he told about being rolled along in the big rake.
“Teddy! Teddy!” exclaimed his grandmother when she heard the story, “what will you do next?”
“Something one would never imagine a child would think of—that is all you can be certain of, Grandma,” put in the Curlytops’ mother, with a sigh.
“Well, I wonder what we’ll do to-day?” asked Ted of his sister the next morning after breakfast, when they went out on the porch to find the sun shining brightly after a shower in the night.
“Can’t we go for a ride with Nicknack? That would be fun.”
“No. One of the wheels of the goat wagon needs fixing and grandpa is going to take it to the blacksmith shop. If we go anywhere we’ll have to walk, Jan.”
“Then we can’t take Trouble,” declared Jan, “for he doesn’t like to walk.”
“And Hal isn’t here to make a pole Indian wagon like the one we made before. What’ll we do?” added Ted.
Before Jan could answer she heard her name called, and, looking toward the front gate, she saw Mary Seaton, a little girl with whom she sometimes played.
“Oh, Jan!” called Mary, “can you come over to my house and bring your doll?”