“Why, mother,” said Rollo, still, however, keeping his quadruped form and position, “father said a little noise was not any interruption.”
“Did he?” said his mother.
“Yes, mother,” replied Rollo, with a very confident tone. “He said that it did not do any harm to make a little noise, if we did not come and do any thing to attract your attention.”
“Yes,” said his mother, “that is true in regard to grown persons, but there is a very different rule in regard to babies. Noise alone disturbs them. What I’m afraid is, not that you’ll interrupt me, but that you’ll wake Nathan.”
“O,” said Rollo; and just at that moment the door opened, and Royal came in.
Royal smiled to see Rollo upon his hands and knees, and yet looking towards his mother, with such a sober expression of countenance. He asked them what they were playing.
Rollo got up, and answered,—
“Lion. But you have come too early, Royal. Lucy was not to go home until half past eight.”
“I know it,” said Royal, “and I have come to play with you half an hour.”
“I’m glad of that,” said Rollo; “only we can’t play now very well, because we shall wake the baby.”