"I wish you wouldn't, Vi," complained her twin suddenly.
"Wish I wouldn't what?"
"Ask so many questions."
"Why not?"
"Why, I was just thinking of a riddle about that big rock; and now it's all gone," sighed Laddie.
"No, it isn't gone at all," Vi said wonderingly. "Daddy says it will take hours to move it."
"Oh! That old rock!" said Laddie. "I meant my riddle. That's all gone."
"I guess it wasn't a very good riddle, then, if it went so easy," said the critical Vi. "Oh, look there!"
"At what?" exclaimed her twin, following Vi to the fence beside the railroad bed.
"See that path, Laddie? I guess we could climb right up that hill and see down into that hole where the big rock washed out."