Mun Bun and Margy were awakened and carried in the house. Oh, how nice and warm it was after the storm!
"Have you really got bread and jam?" asked Vi.
"Yes, indeed, my dear, I have!" laughed Grandma Ford, hugging and kissing her, and then hugging and kissing, in turn, the other five little Bunkers.
"Wait till you hear my riddle," began Laddie. "What kind of a tree would you like——"
And just then a loud noise sounded through the house. It was as if a giant had uttered a deep groan.
"O-u-g-h-m!"
Grandpa and Grandma Ford looked at each other. So did Daddy and Mother Bunker. And Rose leaned over and whispered to Russ: