“He—he isn’t in his bed,” she whispered. “But maybe he’s hiding from us under the wood. He does, sometimes.”
“If Skyrocket was here he’d be jumping all over us now,” said Teddy in a strangely quiet voice, and Janet knew her brother was right.
They could not go near their pet without having him leap all about them, and sometimes climb half over them, in his joy at seeing them. Now there was no Skyrocket in the woodshed.
“He—he’s gone!” said Teddy, and his voice trembled. “Skyrocket is gone, Janet.”
“Oh! Oh!” exclaimed the little girl. “Let’s go and tell mother!”
CHAPTER II
THE QUEER MAN
“Mother, he’s gone!” cried Ted, as, followed by his sister Janet, he hurried into the house.
“Who is gone?” asked Mrs. Martin, who had begun to put away her sewing, for she had done enough that evening.
“Skyrocket is gone!” added Jan. “He isn’t in the woodshed, and the window is open.”
“Maybe he jumped out,” said Ted. “He could climb up on the woodpile and jump out the window. Do you think he’ll come back, Mother?”