JUST then the gong sounded for dinner.
“What!” exclaimed the little girl. “Is it six o’clock already? Why, I had no idea how time had flown!”
“You must have enjoyed hearing me talk,” said Crow Shay. Then, noticing the Yarn Baby’s hair, he corrected himself.
“I mean, you must have enjoyed hearing us talk,” he said.
Then there came footsteps on the stairs.
“Mary Frances, didn’t you hear the gong? Mother sent me to look for you,” called the little girl’s brother Billy. “Where are you, anyway?” he asked as he bounded up the steps.
