“I will sing it two times,” said Trouble earnestly. “I do want a wide. I runned after you to hab a wide.”
“All right—hop in,” returned Ted; and with their baby brother on the seat between them Ted and Jan drove off again.
They had not ridden far before they came to where Jimmie Dell lived. Jimmie was swinging on his front gate, and as he saw the goat wagon coming up with his three little friends in it, he called:
“Where you goin’? Give us a ride, will you?”
“We will for a penny,” answered Ted.
“A penny!” cried Jimmie, who had always before ridden for nothing behind Nicknack.
“You see,” explained Janet, “we’re trying to make money for the Home where Hal lives. We’ll ride you down the road and up again for five cents, or give you a little ride for a penny.”
“And you’ll be in the wagon all by yourself,” went on Ted. “I’ll get out and walk, and Jan will be conductor and collect the fare. Come on!”
“You’ll have to hold Trouble on your lap, though,” said Janet; “but he’ll sing for you, so you won’t mind holding him.”
“I’ll sing now!” decided Trouble, and he began to croon: