“That’s so,” agreed Mary. “But what can we do?”
“Oh, I know!” cried Tommy. “We’ll play that nice old game of looking out of the window and choosing things. We’ll let Mary have first choice, and maybe she can get an automobile.”
“Oh, goodie!” exclaimed the little Trippertrot girl. “Then we can go for a ride in it.”
“Oh, but mamma said we weren’t to go out of the house, unless something special, extra-extraordinary happened,” spoke Tommy, “so we couldn’t go out in your auto, Mary, even if you are lucky enough to get one.”
“But I only meant to take a make-believe ride in a make-believe auto,” explained the little girl. “Wouldn’t that be all right?”
“I guess it would,” said Johnny. “Anyhow, let’s go to the window, look out, and see what things we can choose.”
So that is how the three little Trippertrots happened to be looking out of the window. And, as truly as I’m telling you, the first thing that came along was a great big red automobile, with large, fat wheels, like sausages, and Mary cried:
“Oh, that’s mine! That’s mine!”
“Yes,” said Tommy, “and now let’s go for a make-believe ride in it.”
“Oh, but first let’s you and I choose something,” said Johnny to his brother.