Now that her mother was on the scene, Janet felt sure that Teddy would soon be out of the well. As she hastened back toward the house, she saw Patrick working in the garden.
“Please take a long ladder to the old well so Teddy can get out, Patrick,” she begged. “Hurry!”
“What’s that, Jan?” asked the man of all work.
When the little girl had explained, Patrick ran off toward the barn, chuckling to himself and saying:
“They call the little one ‘Trouble,’ but I’m not sure but what it would be a good name for the other two. Sure, they’re into twice as much mischief as William! It’s a good thing the well is dry!”
Patrick was on his way to the well, carrying a long ladder, which, he told Janet, would surely reach the bottom, and the little girl was following him when she saw her father coming around the house by a side path.
It was not usual for Mr. Martin to come home from his store in the middle of the afternoon. When he did, something extraordinary nearly always happened, and this time Janet thought he had heard about Teddy. So she said:
“He’s all right now, Daddy! We’ll soon have him out!”
“Who’s all right? Who’s going to be out soon?” asked Mr. Martin, much puzzled. “And what are you going to do with that ladder, Patrick?”
“Sure an’ I’m going to get Teddy out of the old well.”