"I was just thinkin'," he said thoughtfully. "Say, Mother, don't folks get hungry when they're on a ship?"
"I guess so, Ted."
"And even on a make-believe one?"
"Well, yes, I suppose they do. But you can make believe eat if you get make-believe hungry."
"But what if we get really hungry?" asked Teddy. "I'm that way now, almost. Couldn't we have something real to eat on the make-believe steamboat, Mother?"
Mrs. Martin laughed.
"Why, yes, I suppose you could," she answered. "You children go on up to the attic and get the old chair ready to play steamboat, and I'll see what I can find to bring up to you to eat."
"Now we can have some fun!" cried Ted, and he no longer looked out of the window at the snow, and wished he could be in it playing, even though that was not exactly good for him.
Up the stairs trooped the Curlytops, followed by Trouble, who grunted and puffed as he made his way, holding to the hem of Jan's dress.
"What's the matter, Trouble?" asked Jan, turning around.