"No. But I struck my foot against the curbstone, and now one of my roller skates is broken, and I can't have any fun!"
Rose held up one foot. The skate that had been on it was now in two pieces, and Mrs. Bunker saw that it could not easily be fixed again. It was too bad!
CHAPTER XVII
THE SKATE WAGON
While Rose and her mother were looking at the little girl's broken roller skate, Russ came along. He had been in the yard, playing with Alexis, and his clothes were covered with grass, some of it green and some of it dried.
"But I had lots of fun," said Russ, as he whistled a merry tune. "And grass doesn't hurt my old clothes."
"Alexis always has on his old clothes. He doesn't have to change his to play," said Laddie, who was with Russ.
Just then the two boys saw their mother and Rose looking at the broken skate.
"What's the matter?" Russ wanted to know.