“Is they goin’ after nellifunts?” asked Trouble, who was recovering from his little illness. “I want to go after nellifunts!”
“No, not this time, dear,” his mother said. “You’ll stay with me and I’ll tell you a story.”
“Story ’bout a bear?” asked Trouble, his eyes opening wide.
“Yes, a story about a bear.”
“Story ’bout a bad bear?” he pleaded.
“Yes,” laughed his mother, “I’ll tell you a story about a bad bear.”
But Trouble was not yet quite satisfied.
“I want a story ’bout a terrible bad bear an’ a nellifunt catchin’ a terrible bad bear!” he insisted.
“All right,” agreed his mother, and then Trouble cuddled down in her arms, satisfied, while Ted and Janet went crabbing.
And a very curious adventure was to happen to them before they came back.