However, nothing more could be done. Pausing to thank Mr. Harrison for the use of his stoop in viewing the parade, Mr. and Mrs. Martin slowly made their way through the now clearing streets to their home. Norah Jones and Patrick, the man-of-all-work, had just arrived.
“Wasn’t it a grand parade, children?” cried jolly Norah. “It was elegant entirely, wasn’t it?”
“Dandy!” declared Teddy.
“And Trouble ’most got stepped on by an elephant!” exclaimed Janet.
“No! Never! Did he?” gasped Norah.
“Yes,” affirmed Janet. “And——”
“A nice old man pulled him out from under the elephant’s foot,” broke in Teddy, making certain Janet should not tell all the exciting news.
“Oh, fancy that now! Did you ever hear the like?” murmured Norah. “I’m glad I didn’t see it! I’d never sleep a wink all night. Oh, the poor little dear—to be stepped on by one of the big beasts!”
“But he didn’t step on me!” announced Trouble. “An’ he took my peanuts—the nellifunt did, an’ I’m going to give more peanuts to more nellifunts this afternoon at the big show, I am,” he declared.
“Well, be careful, darling,” begged Norah, who was very fond of baby William. “And have you no idea who the old gentleman was who saved him?” the girl asked Mrs. Martin.