“Really are we lost, Ted?”
“Don’t you guess so?”
Jan looked about among the trees. It did seem as though they were a great way from Cherry Farm. They could see no houses or barns. There was no sign of a regular road, such as the one on which carriages and automobiles were wont to pass. And it was very still and quiet in the woods. It was getting dark, too!
“What—what are we goin’ to do?” asked Janet.
Though she was used to looking after her brother, and doing things for him, even if he was a year older than herself, still now she turned to him for comfort. She wanted to know what he was going to do.
“Don’t you know the way back home?” asked Janet, anxiously.
Ted shook his head slowly.
“Nope,” he answered. “Do you?”
Janet shook her head, sadly this time.
“You playin’ a game?” asked Trouble. “I want to play, too. I’s twired ob singin’!”