He seemed much confused.
“Trouble found them!” cried Janet, with a laugh.
“In a clam shell!” added Teddy.
“And here is your wedding ring! Oh, I am so glad I can give it back to you!” said Mrs. Martin to Mrs. Keller, handing her the band of gold. “Now all the lost is found!”
“Well! well!” laughed Mr. Narr. “And did you worry, Mr. Keller, because you had lost my keys?”
“Yes, Mr. Narr, I worried a lot,” answered the old man. “I feared you would discharge me and——”
“Nonsense! Nonsense!” laughed the rich old man. “I’m not such a bear as that! Of course if the keys had been lost it might have made a little trouble. But I could easily get others. I’m sorry you had all this worry. But now it is all over!”
“Yes,” murmured Mrs. Keller, as she slipped her wedding ring back on her finger, “our worries are all over now—thanks to the Curlytops!”
“And thanks to Trouble!” added her husband, with a laugh. “We mustn’t forget Trouble and his clam shell.”
“It didn’t have no little nellifunt in, though!” complained William. “And I want a little nellifunt! Or else maybe I want a story about a bear.”