"How long're we going to stay at Grandma Bell's?" asked Russ, as he left the dining-room after lunch.
"Oh, perhaps a month," his mother answered. "She told us to come and stay as long as we liked, but I hardly think we shall be there all summer."
"Shall we come back home?" asked Rose.
"I hardly know," said Mrs. Bunker. "We may go to visit some of your cousins or aunts—land knows you have enough!"
"Oh, wouldn't it be fun if we could go out West to Uncle Fred's ranch?" cried Russ.
"I'd like to go see Cousin Tom at the seashore," put in Rose. "I love the seashore."
"I like cowboys and Indians!" exclaimed Russ.
"Could we go see Aunt Jo, in Boston?" asked Laddie. "I'd like to go to a big city like Boston."
"Maybe we could go there, some day," said Mrs. Bunker. "But why would you like to go there, Laddie?"
"'Cause then maybe I could hear some new riddles. I didn't think up a new one—not in two whole days!"