A little while after this they were in the train and on the way to Elmburg. Many of the passengers in the car looked more than once at the curly, tousled heads of Jan and Ted, and one woman remarked:
“Did you ever see such wonderful hair?”
“It must be a task to comb it,” said another.
“No wonder the conductor called them what he did as he passed through,” said the first woman.
“What was it?” asked the second.
“He named them the ‘Curlytops.’ But I suppose they’re used to that by this time. I never saw such tight curls!”
Nothing much happened on the trip, except that Trouble wanted a number of drinks of water. Ted or Jan brought them to him in cute, little, white paper cups, and Baby William thought they were fine to play with, after he had emptied them.
“P’ease, Teddy, det me a dwink,” Trouble begged for about the eighth time. “I’s fwirsty!”
So Ted brought the paper cup full of water.
“Dat’s dood! bring me annuver!” demanded Trouble, as soon as he had drained the last drop, and piled the cup up with others on the window-sill. “I ’ikes water!”