"I have to have a ride back! I've got to have a ride back!" he cried. "Russ said he'd ride me across the attic and back again! Didn't you, Russ?"
"Yes, that's what I did. Well, here we go back."
He had pushed Mun Bun to the far side of the attic, and was pushing the little fellow back again, when Laddie cried:
"Oh, I know a better way than that."
"For what?" asked Russ.
"For having rides," went on Laddie. "We can make a hill and let the scooter slide downhill. Then you won't have to push anybody."
"How can you make a hill?" asked Russ.
"Out of mother's ironing-board," was the answer. "It's down in the kitchen. I'll get it. Don't you know how we used to put it up on a chair and then slide down on the ironing-board?"
"Oh, I remember!" cried Rose.
"Then we can do that," went on Laddie. "It'll be packs of fun!"