She went to the pantry, but in less than half a minute she came hurrying back with a strange look on her face.
“What’s the matter?” asked Daddy Bunker. “Did you see a ghost, Norah?”
“No, sir. But—but—didn’t we put the strawberry shortcake in the pantry?” she asked Mrs. Bunker.
“Yes, surely,” was the answer. “I saw you put it there to cool.”
“Well, it isn’t there now!” exclaimed Norah.
“Oh, did some one take my lovely strawberry shortcake?” sighed Rose.
“Russ, you aren’t playing any of your jokes, are you?” asked his father, somewhat sternly. “Did you take Rose’s shortcake and hide it, just for fun?”
“No, sir! I never touched her shortcake. I didn’t see it after Norah put it away!”
“I’ll take a look,” said Mrs. Bunker. “Perhaps Farmer Joel went in and set it on a higher shelf.”
“No, indeed!” declared Mr. Todd. “I never go into the pantry. That isn’t my part of the house. And Adam didn’t touch the shortcake, I’m sure. Did you?” he asked.