The day on which so many things had happened came to an end at last. Trouble was in bed and asleep. So were Jan and Ted. Mother and Father Martin sat up a little later than usual, talking.
“Then you think, after all, we can go to Cherry Farm?” asked Mother Martin.
“Oh, yes. We’ll go. Maybe there’ll be some way out of the trouble. I want the children to have a happy summer.”
“Well, they surely will if they spend their vacation on Cherry Farm.”
And, though neither Mother nor Father Martin knew it, the Curlytops were also going to do more than just have fun.
“What are you goin’ to do, Teddy?” asked Jan the next morning after breakfast, as she saw her brother out in the yard with a shovel.
“Huh? Who dropped a ‘g’ letter that time?” asked Ted with a laugh.
“Well, I didn’t mean to,” responded Janet. “I was wondering what you were going to do with the shovel.”
“I’m going to dig a hole,” and Ted was very particular to put his g on the ends of words this time, though he forgot oftener than did his sister.
“A hole! What for?” asked Janet. “Are you going to plant something, as grandpa does at Cherry Farm?”