“For,” she said, “if women can vote, and I’m going to when I grow up, they can be engineers on a steamboat.”
“Not real they can’t!” declared Ted.
“Well, they can make believe, so there!”
“Maybe make believe,” Ted conceded, and he let Janet take his place while he took hers.
For a time they forgot about Trouble, so interested were they in watching the spinning wheels revolve, one turning the other. Then, all at once, through the attic resounded a jingle of bells.
“Santa Claus! Santa Claus!” cried a voice they knew to be that of Trouble. “I found Santa Claus bells!”
He came staggering out from a dark corner of the attic with a leather strap of sleigh bells dragging after him.
“Where did you get them?” asked Janet.
“Back under the roof,” answered Trouble. “Aren’t they Santa Claus bells?”
“They sound like them, anyhow,” admitted Ted, for the bells gave a merry jingle.