CHAPTER XX
PLANS FOR MICKEY
The last pill had disappeared down little red lane, when Ralph was seen to turn the corner.
"Well, Chicks, why so solemn?" he asked cheerfully. "Sister, have you been crying?"
Sister held out the broken doll silently.
"Why, that's too bad!" exclaimed Ralph, sitting down on the step beside his little sister. "What happened to Muriel Elsie?"
"Brownie jerked her out of the hammock and she fell on her head," Brother explained. "Can you mend her, Ralph?"
"I'm afraid not," said Ralph regretfully. "Mending faces is ticklish work; I might manage an arm or leg, but not a FACE. I tell you, Sister—you take Muriel Elsie down to the Exchange and see if Miss Arline can't mend her. Leave her there, ask how much it will cost and when she will be ready, and I'll give you the money."
"I'll go with you, Betty," Brother offered. "Let's go now,"