"Well, I can easily make one," said Aunt Jo, and this she quickly did, getting beans from the kitchen, and sewing a bag from a piece of cloth from the rag-bag.
"Now we'll let Trouble hide the bag first," said Aunt Jo, "as he hasn't had much fun this last hour. You take the bag of beans, Trouble dear, and hide it anywhere you like. Only you must remember where you put it, so when we give up, if we can't find it, you can get it to hide again."
"All right!" laughed the little fellow, and then they told him all over again so he would be sure and not forget.
"Maybe you look where I put it," said Trouble, when he was about to take the bag and hide it.
"No, well blind our eyes so we can't see," promised Jan.
"And we won't look until you tell us you're ready," added Ted.
"And I promise I won't peep!" laughed Aunt Jo.
"Aw wight!" said Trouble, with a wise look on his chubby little face.
Then the others closed their eyes, and turned their backs, so they would be sure to see nothing, and Trouble, with the bag of beans in his hand, went wandering about the attic looking for a place to hide what he hoped Aunt Jo and the others would have to look a long time for.
"Are you ready, Trouble?" asked Jan, after a bit.