“Aren’t they all big brothers?” asked Bobby.
“That is what they should be,” answered Mother. “But not all policemen are big brothers.”
“I am glad we found the big-brother kind,” said Betty.
“So am I,” said Mother. “But tell me, children, why did you follow the organ-grinder beyond the end of this block?”
“He played beautiful music,” said Betty. “The music pulled us along, Mother.”
“I know,” answered Mother. “I know how music pulls you along. But my little ones must not let music pull them away from home.”
“Next time it pulls, I’ll pull the other way,” said Bobby.
“Bobby did pull a little,” said Betty. “Next time I’ll help him and we’ll come back to you.”
“That is right. Listen to the music when the organ-grinder is in this block,” said Mother. “When he goes to the next block, it is time to pull away from the music and come home to Mother.”
“I’m glad we are home now,” said Bobby.