“Oh, now I ’member!” murmured Janet. “I ’most forgot.”
“Mr. Keller said Mr. Narr lived somewhere on an island in the bay,” went on Ted. “But I didn’t think we’d visit him.”
“I didn’t, either,” said Janet.
The meal over, Peter appeared again and led them out into the grounds.
“Hello, children!” exclaimed the gentleman with the gold-headed cane, as he caught sight of the boy and girl. “Let’s see—did you tell me your names?” he asked.
“We’re the Curlytops!” exclaimed Janet, almost before she thought.
“The what? Curlytops!”
“That isn’t exactly our real name,” put in Teddy. “It’s just what they call us on account of our hair.”
“Oh, I see,” laughed the gentleman. “Well, I’m glad to meet you, Curlytops. My name is Narr.”
“Yes, we heard Peter call you that,” said Janet, as she stole a look at her brother.